It takes time for the
tea to heat up.
Until it does,
don’t pay mind to the outside sounds,
screaming, spitting, spewing, obscenities that could
crumble mothers’ hearts like
lavender-lemon pies, fumbled between fingertips that
finally learned the meaning of
Only about a minute more.
Maybe mixed with honey and brown sugar,
and to eat, something warm and sweeter yet,
you will remember that outside sounds
stay put on the
other side of the window.