Cellular Phone Blues

She needed a cellular phone,
But was driving herself nuts
Trying to make up her mind
Which model to choose.
She wanted to get the best one
For her money,
But which one was that.
The variety seemed endless.
She had tormented herself
For an hour or two,
Agonizing over making a decision
When it occurred to her
That people back in Iran
Often have to wait years
Just to get a phone.
In that instant of reflection
She suddenly became
Present to her fortune
And was able to laugh
At the difficulty she was having.