Temper control

Temper control

By May Kwek

I really despise my temper

It is something I haven’t learnt to control

It bursts out of me at times

Especially when I am hungry or low

I crave the peace

The quiet rustlings of leaves

But because of this horrid temper of mine

I would feel anything but fine

I need to let go

To live and let live

And learn some self control

For life is not a show

I could make a mistake which I would always regret

Or create a memory I would never forget

Sweeter than speech is eloquent silence

Better than temper is forgiving action

The love and patience which my Lord does show

I really wish in me would grow

And tame my horrid beastly temper

Before it is something I cannot alter!

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek