Every time I open my closet I do so with a sigh.

Dresses, skirts and shirts galore, they are piled so high.

Most of these clothes are never worn, but it’s so hard to let go.

I need to spend more time in there to clean it out I know.

Memories are in the closets core,

so instead of getting rid of them

I just keep getting more.

I need to get a backbone and put sentimentality on the shelf.

I wish there was a helper, like a closet elf.