Sprinkle, sprinkle, love, and joy, Light a murky heart, my boy! Those souls plagued by wars and drugs, Shower them with tightest hugs. When clouds of despondence creep, People mourn, shudder and weep, Then you offer seeds of hope, Sprinkle, sprinkle, let them cope. That lonely child, so sad and cold, Craves for love, not cash or gold, Love exists, how could he know, If you did not sprinkle so? When fears prevail, nights seem long, Shoo them away through your song, For every night has its dawn, Muster courage, watch them gone. As you heal those tattered souls, They live their lives, attain their goals, Remember my words, dear boy, Sprinkle, sprinkle, love, and joy! Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!