Enough is Enough

One day I thought, I’ve a problem to face…

a serious issue of having no space.

When and how did all this stuff creep

into our house while we’ve all been asleep?

I admit I’ve helped this predicament some.

For when there’s a sale, you can bet I will come.

For example, there’s the school supply sale in the Fall

with the pencils and markers and staplers and all.

Notebooks are always on sale for a dime.

It’s too hard to resist. I buy sixty nine!

No matter if the item is something I need

If it’s a good deal, I feel justified indeed.

Besides all the bargains, I don’t throw away.

You just never know, I may need it someday.

It’s not in my nature to toss out in haste.

I don’t like to see anything going to waste.

You say you are taking a load to D.I.?

Could I take a look, and give YOUR stuff a try?

You’re tossing a bike from the Civil War days?

I’ll take it. I may need a ‘vintage’ display.

Our corners and closets and each little nook,

are teeming with gadgets and gizmos and books.

We have quilts and old clothes and folders and files,

chipped china from grandma and yarn stretching miles.

The storage shed (which formerly was a garage)

is packed with stacks of old boxes to dodge.

They’re sheltered inside from the weather and dust,

while our costly vehicles sit outside and rust.

Maybe I just shouldn’t make such a fuss.

The problem is though, there’s no room for US!

 Copyright 2012 By Jenni Fisher