Ode to Stuff Not Purchased

On the way to electronics for watch battery selection,

I passed through the leisure and children’s sections.

Toddler shirts were adorned with shamrocks and gold,

And I caressed the softest pajama set I ever did hold.

(Seriously… I hugged it for a good minute)

Everything was so cute I couldn’t turn my eye,

Without landing on something I wanted to buy.

I whipped out my phone, and texted my mom,

Who said to move quickly, get out, and be strong!

I survived the trip, but was a little bit sad,

Would just a few items have been so bad?

Later that night, when putting the laundry away,

My feelings turned to pride for the events of the day.

I found myself smiling and became quite pleased,

All the clothes fit nicely in the drawers with great ease!

The anxiety of excess is becoming a memory,

Just like those unpurchased items from Target will be.

Buying the stuff is no longer worth it,
It’s better to not have a house full of … stuff.