Tea With Mrs. Valley

Saw her from afar--

staring at her tea so delightfully 

smilling, even.

 Step by Step, 

 walking towards her destination,

 ordering myself another one 

 just like hers 

 Pu-erh tea, with a vintage cup 

 Alongside a enthusiastic grin 

 Noticed my unexpected presence,

 gone through all phases

 beheld her unique treasure--

 her past life 

That madam, with certain amount of age--

sprinkles, soggy and brown spots in all her body, 

narrating her golden day memories 

While she kept going on, 

I admired her former life--

 and deeply wondered the secrets,

 of leading such correspondence 

 Stopping for a moment,

 impeled her head to the left--

 gazed at me so curiously and spoke

 -" The secret is not what happens to you, it's in what you do with it“

 Moment of realization was this, 

 acknowledgment to the heart-to-heart exchange 

 over a cup of chinese tea with Mrs. Valley 

 Poet: Chelsie Rivera (-2019)