The tea cup is a deep sea of hot, minty liquid.

As I stir, waves form over the steaming surface.

A garden surrounds the delicate porcelain

with vibrant pink and yellow roses.

I pick up the dainty vessel

and take in the fresh aroma.  

Finally, I sip at the floral brew

until all that remains is an empty pond

of nothing.

Remember that you are not alone,
Remember that I am near.
Remember that when you're feeling forlorn, 
Remember to have no fear.


Remember to always smile,
Remember this every day.
Remember to cover up your cries,
Remember to smile anyway.


Remember that you are not alone,
Remember that I am near.
Remember that when you're feeling forlorn,
Remember - you have no fear.