Like chalk lines on the sidewalk
With pink and green and gold
Our lives are sketched out day by day
A portrait to behold
But when those things we love so much
Sunny days and moments sweet
Are washed away by raindrops
Or get tracked by little feet
We must remember God’s design
Can’t be lost or erased
For He will draw again each line
With His cross and by His grace
Sidewalk Chalk
by Peter Caligiuri
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Pete–this is precious! It’s powerful and poignant! God bless you!!
This poem was inspired by a sidewalk chalk drawing by our neighbor’s little girl and a friend of hers. I was both touched to see the sweet little figures as well as grateful that it is our dry season in Florida, so we will get to enjoy it for a while!
That’s wonderful, Pete! I just love what kids draw! They’re so inspiring! And yay for the dry season in Florida! Enjoy!!
Excellent brother Pete! God bless you today! 🙂
Thanks friend. So glad you were blessed.
Sidewalk Chalk is such a transient art. Sometimes just for arts sake, but sometimes to make a game of boundaries my sisters would play, hopping from box to box. Testing their ability to stay within each boundary. That test goes on still, not nearly so transient.