August 15, 2016 by phicks2012
During my life I’ve run into a number of people who’ve grown accustomed to to relying upon the beneficence and generosity of others — sometimes parents, sometimes partners, and occasionally friends upon whose sympathies they constantly rely. Somehow these people never think that there might be limit to how much or how long they can impose upon others before the well finally goes dry — when their benefactors can no longer support them or supplement their lifestyles without irreparable damage to themselves. Sometimes they just don’t consider it, and sometimes they simply don’t care.
This verse, first printed in our SCA newsletter, The Equinox. is a caution to those people, and hopefully some of you will enjoy it, even if you have never been “a goose” yourself. 😉
The Golden Goose
When a Goose settles down on an egg of pure gold
Hands will ever be reaching, the prize to enfold.
Folk assume that The Goose will continue to lay,
And the creature will not cease producing some day.
They will stand by the nest, expectations in hand,
For new Golden Egg to appear on demand,
All their needs being answered without toil or strife,
And too soon grow accustomed to drifting through life.
But each Goose has a limit of eggs she can lay,
And she must hatch a few e’er her life fades away.
If each egg goes to answer another soul’s need,
Then all hope will be gone to continue her breed.
If she is not allowed such demands to refuse,
She will fret in her bondage, forbidden to choose,
And at first opportunity take to the sky
With her wings open wide and a jubilant cry.
So all folk should remember, this truth should be known,
Once a Golden Goose flies they will be on their own,
And the Goose will be blameless, that after she’s flown,
She may rest on her nest to hatch dreams of her own.
[24 August, 2014]