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November 17, 2020November 17, 2020 J H

heated words – carl ‘papa’ palmer

I heard my son
shout at his wife
the same words
I yelled at his mother.

Those words I heard
my dad roar at mom
her crying
me covering my ears.

My father never took
his words back.
I haven’t either.
I hope my son will.

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