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(But which one?)


He blew his top off today,

She sent raspberries his way…

It was disrespect

But was more direct

Than crying and hiding away.

His anger they both could manage,

Without inordinate damage…

She needed to learn

He had a short burn

Of a fuse that she could manage.

He asked her early on

To talk back to him unwithdrawn…

Facing up to him

When his visage was grim

Made it easier for him to respond.

They both tended to bottle

Up worry until it throttled…

Now each can express

Their form of distress

Without having worse things modeled.


–Jonathan Caswell