Anger

Shouting and throwing things
    spilled tears and spilled dreams
is this really how
    we ought to deal with life's seams?

My love, look at me,
    look me in the eyes
my dear, imagine a world
    with no surprises!

As fuming red turns to foggy hues,
    and words come out in two-by-twos
take a step back
   and see life's funny cues.

No need to spill and make a mess
    if only to one another you'd confess
don't bend over and cry
    and spoil your pretty dress!

If only we'd see what's life's everyday
    instead of fighting day to day
it's not that hard
    if you imagine the beautiful future coming our way.