I forget sometimes to place a warm cup of tea before my sorrows as I refill again those of my joys,
and for this,
I can understand why when one of my sorrows finally recieves one, sometimes it just throws it back in my face.
And yes, I'm scolded for a few moments, but I am the one who is to blame.
Had I just invited my sorrows to tea a little earlier, and treated them with the same respect as my joys, I would not have upset my guest.
Treat all guests with respect.
Dec 22, 2016
Dec 22, 2016 at 9:15 PM UTC
I forget sometimes to place a warm cup of tea before my sorrows as I refill again those of my joys,
and for this,
I can understand why when one of my sorrows finally recieves one, sometimes it just throws it back in my face.
And yes, I'm scolded for a few moments, but I am the one who is to blame.
Had I just invited my sorrows to tea a little earlier, and treated them with the same respect as my joys, I would not have upset my guest.
Treat all guests with respect.
