Rip me out, fold me small & put me in your pocket.
Tuck me safely close; in your wallet or a locket.
Pass it on to someone new you think could use my words.
Pollinate the budding blooms as do the bees & birds.
Use me as a bookmark; let me ride your great escape.
Stitch me upon your kerchief; so, on your heart I’ll drape.
Memorize your favorite phrase, for kinship where you walk.
When you get to where you’re heading, thread it thru your talk.
What I’ve said that spoke to you is what you’re meant to take.
All the words I’ve writ are seeds to scatter in your wake.
L.B.Stowe 