An unexpectedly delightful afternoon
After a cold and drizzly morning
The sky is blue and 
The air is warm 
You wander through Chinatown 
Past the Buddhist temples 
And the restaurants with their 
Steamed buns 
And roasted ducks hanging in the windows 
Past the high end stores on the main road
And in to the back streets 
Crowded with a myriad of knick knack stores 
Overflowing with Buddhas,
Laughing, lounging, and serene
Crystal balls 
Wooden fans 
And all kinds of novelty chopstick holders 
You see a bonsai tree with leaves of jade and
Remember Abuela. 
You think about the confluence of 
Cultures and stories and influences
That bought you here.