Of all the things we daily do, it seems

We take for granted little miracles:

Poppies. Raindrops. Hummingbirds. Dogs. The dreams

We dream. The random tiny lyrical

Moments that come and go, that bring us joy

When least expected. How can we slow down

The pace of the life we live? We employ

A handful of tricks and treasures which, known

To us when, in desperate need, we dig deep

Into reserves of untapped strength to find

A smile, a nod, a pleasure, so we weep,

As emotion gives us time to unwind.

I can control, direct my attitude.

And I can fill my days with gratitude.