Friday, August 26, 2016



Inflexible it may seem

My life, a scheduled plan

I want to have the same routine

To know what I’ll do next


It makes me calm to think

That there is a time for this

And a time for that

With everything in its place


But, then something happens

My time somewhere else is needed

So my plans must change

As the unknown I’ll follow


Inflexible, they label me

A rigid man they say

Yet somehow I get things done

Somehow I find a way


Inflexible is what I like

It is my solace, my comfort

But it is not as it always seems

I can be open for those I love.