The Museum Store
There isn’t one thing that I need
But so much I could buy,
Though contemplating purchases,
It pays to question why.
I’m at the age when I will try
To spend a little less,
For I have lots of jewelry
And tchotchkes, I confess.
Yet here’s my rule of thumb when I
Find something that appeals –
I picture leaving it behind
To see the way that feels.
If never seeing it again
Begins to make me sad,
I know that once it’s mine, I’ll be
Relieved and more than glad.
An object that brings joy
And is a splurge I can afford
Makes me give in to temptation
With each smile as my reward.
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