THE PLANNED UNPLANNED
Opened her phone, glanced through the apps,
Scanning each cap, dismissing the chap,
Focused she was, intent on her map,
Pity the fact—she forgot life’s a clap.
In her planned life, every detail laid,
By thirty-five, two kids, ambitions splayed,
An accomplished pro, all debts repaid,
A perfect picture, not even the shadows swayed.
Her pal stayed close, yet their paths seldom crossed,
Chose a free spirit’s life, in bliss, she was engrossed,
Trusted in fate and the cross, her fears tossed,
Next minute who knows—her life freshly embossed.
She felt a little tingle, as she and her pal mingled,
From tales of free whims, where life’s mysteries dangled,
Even without strict plans, her friend’s life sweetly jingled,
“Maybe life’s just a swing,” she thought, heart rekindled.
Back to her phone, this time with new eyes,
Scanning not for musts, but for perhaps’ surprise,
She swipes with a smile, letting chances rise,
Meeting life and love with joy, she now flies.
-PPSM