Helpful Advice © 2008 Reg Wright

In the heat of the moment
A hasty word spoken
With snake like venom
Will leave a sad heart broken

It is usually a loved one
Or one we hold dear
Will be bitten by spite
And shed many a tear

Thro’ the night we will wonder
How rash we have been
Having cast asunder
The love of our dream

Too late for regret
If we just delayed
And thought for moment
Our love we’d have saved

So listen my friend
And think before speaking
If no kind words you find
With a little thought
Leave rashness behind