The Poor Budgie

Many years ago

We owned a budgie.

One day said budgie

Got out of its cage.

I was upstairs at the time

And my eldest had a friend over.

What a commotion!

I thought something awful had happened.


I suppose it was awful for the bird.

The poor thing,

Having been born in captivity,

Could not fly straight.

It kept running into things.

Once I had everyone calmed down

We got a lightweight towel,

Or maybe it was a tea towel,

Tossed it over the budgie

And gently put it

Back in the cage.

I said

The next time the children caused

That much ruckous

It better be

A condor flying around.

Isn’t that the way of it?

Sometime relatively minor happens

And we lose it.

I know I’ve been guilty

Time and time and time again.

So, what’s the answer?

I suppose

I need to step back

And think it through.

Is whatever is happening urgent?

Does it need immediate attention?

Even so,

Panicking will not help.

Can it be rectified simply and quickly?

Well then

I suppose that’s what I should do.

Can it be ignored?

That would save

A lot of time and energy.

And in the event that

I can’t do anything about it,

No matter how major…


I guess I best just move on.

Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight (Proverbs 3:5-6 NIV).


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