Pumpkin Spice Latte

Lizzy Schroff

Driving down a crowded street
Boxed between drivers keeping me from my destination
I whip out into the next lane
    Exceeding the speed limit
Uncaring as I sit behind the wheel
    If I drive into oncoming traffic
 
At a side table
Sipping flavored coffee and drifting through pages of unwanted material
    Wishing I could throw them aside
Students laughing in the background
    Grinding at my nerves
 
Lady in a green sweater walks up
Offering a break to talk and a smile
    The frustration slips away
    And a smile lingers
 
Apologizing message appears
    Muscles relax
    Anger dissolves
    Understanding emerges
 
We can't ignore the little things.