A careless remark
A word, a taunt
Stays in our mind
Continues to haunt
How well we use the tongue
To injure and hurt
How adept we are
In sarcasm,
And being curt
But a loving tone
A polite retort
Makes all the difference
And is eagerly sought,
Yet we carry on regardless
Unseeing and blind,
Not knowing
What we said
Unfeeling, unkind
Try instead
Making a person feel good
Make someone's day
By saying what you should,
A kind word or deed
Goes a long long way,
Before speaking out aloud
Think of what to say.
And if you can't say it well
Stay silent and calm
Silence is more expressive,
Cannot wound, cannot harm
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