Sprinkle Poem by Susan Lacovara

I have within my hands
The choice to distribute small seeds
Of words intended to be rooted
In the peaceful scattering
Of today's still unused sun
That they may reach up
Through whatever hardened soil
And stand strong on stem
Of an offered smile
Growing in the quest of friendship
Colored hue of humility
And humble to know I am not alone
As I lightly tread the lush green grass
Of the pretty day sprinkled
With serenity and scenery