We are in control when
We can handle an insult.
Pity the poor slob that
Causes you to restrain.
Out of control is when we act
In self defense but with our fists.
Angry words are meant to provoke
And cause you to loose your cool.
A wise man knows, words
Are just words and ignores them.
But there may come a time
When these words will be met with anger.
hug
Kathy
Always,
Deborah
Love ya!
Jane
Ron