Cup of Tea

How I wish there were

a cup with tea in it

where anger and resentment

dissolved like sugar

You and I could drink

from it

with many gladness

as it poured out with forgiveness

from a pot, reaching little cups

We could share one

tasting what each gets

you in my shoes;

and I in yours,

there let be understanding

there goes the fears

here comes our friendship

But if ever there were

this cup of tea

would you drink

of it

with me?

© Joel Yap