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When I have lost my temper
I have lost my reason, too.
I’m never proud of anything
which angrily I do.
When I have talked in anger
and my cheeks are flaming red,
I have always uttered something
which I wish I hadn’t said.
In anger I have never done
a kindly deed or wise,
but many things for which I felt
I should apologize.
In looking back across my life
and all I’ve lost or made,
I can’t recall a single time
when fury ever paid.
So I struggle to be patient,
for I’ve reached a wiser age;
I do not want to do a thing
or speak a word in rage.
I have learned by sad experience
that when my temper flies,
I never do a worthy thing,
a decent deed or wise.


About Sonja Bukvic

Single. I'm fascinated by the mind. I absolutely love humor. I have a B.A. in Enlish Literature from Fairfield University. When I found Word Press Free Blog I was excited and I'm so happy to share with you. I commune with the Creator and am allowed to share certain bits of enlightenment. You don't have to believe, but those with Faith, take it quietly and seriously.
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