Chasing a Bargain

When I hear

That something is the best deal ever

So I must

Snap it up before it’s gone for good

When I hear that

Some item is selling

Below cost and that

They are giving it away

Practically.

I must admit I am tempted

Even if I never imagined wanting the thing before

At any price.

But I resist because I hear my dead mother’s voice

Repeating her favorite cautionary adages

Of which she had many.

I ignore most of them

But in this case I listen.

Don’t chase a bargain, she says

Then asks in a skeptical Yiddisher tone of voice

What do you need it for?

And I have to acknowledge that indeed

I do not need this particular bargain

And I am already out of breath

From chasing happiness.

About Karen To and Fro

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