Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
Our Plans - Poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
Sitting down relaxing,
Gathering together my thoughts,
Planning my day precisely,
Will all my plans come to nought?
Funny, how things happen,
Whatever we plan to do,
Actions or inactions of others
Always frustrate our plans too.
Many the times that I wonder,
Why bother to plan my day?
When plans ‘go out of the window’
Whatever my intentions, come what may.
I know I’ve got to go shopping,
My Shaver needs heads urgently,
Be back for an appointment later,
Will delay embarrass me?
Planning my movements precisely,
Why do I bother at all?
When delays and timings of others,
Will, surely, plan my downfall.
© Yisroel Yonatan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 8 December 2005
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