If girls stop smiling <br />At the malls on Saturday, <br />If beautiful cats on porches <br />And window sills <br />Suddenly disappear, <br />If orchestral music is never heard again <br />In concert halls among special friends, <br />If someone removes <br />My lovely Emily Dickinson; <br />Then I’ll sit down quite calmly <br />And peacefully meditate a mantra of gratitude <br />For the amount of time I knew these things.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mantra-of-gratitude/
