"Give, Said the Little Stream..."
We sang long, long ago;
So little did I realize
The seeds this song had sown.
Seeds sown deep within my heart,
Concerning joys of giving;
Seeds that sprouted in bloom
And made my life worth living.
"Give, Said the Little Stream..."
I hear it echo still.
Though small, it made fields greener still
While hurrying down the hill.
Singing, singing on its way,
It kept on giving, giving;
May we, just like this little stream,
Make giving part of living.
~ Loise Pinkerton Fritz
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