Just Thoughtlessness

A little bit of hatred can spoil a score of years, And blur the eyes that ought to smile with many needless tears. O little bit of thoughtlessness, and anger for a day, Can rob a home of all its joy, and drive happiness away. A little bit of shouting in a sharp and vicious tone Can leave a sting that will be felt when many years have flown. Just one hasty minute of uncontrolled ill temper can offend, And leave an inner injury that years may never mend. It takes no moral fibre...