Late for Lunch

 
 
 Late for Lunch
  
  I’ve no questions only answers
 Ducky said to Dad one day
 I’ll show you I’m the smartest one
 Why should I do what you say?
  
 Then Raccoon heard his boast and paused
  And slyly licked his paws
  He walked down to the water’s edge
  And stood to give applause
 
 When Ducky heard the sound he looked
 And saw Raccoon’s smiling eyes
 How wise this creature Ducky thought
 To see where greatness lies
  
 But sadly by next day at noon
 Ducky didn’t show for lunch
 Where he was off to no one knew
 But his father had a hunch!
  
  
 The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge: 
 But fools despise wisdom and instruction.
 Proverbs 1:7 KJV 

Late for Lunch 
by Peter Caligiuri
Copyright 2021
All rights reserved

When Our Lord Leads the Way

 
When Our Lord Leads the Way

 In the Fall with the frost
 Flocks of birds Start to form
 Preparing to fly
 Before Winter’s storms
  
 Though the path of their flight
 Is unseen and unclear
 Their heavenly controller 
Plots their course every year
 And if those birds know 
Which direction to stay
 How much more we 
When our Lord leads the way

When Our Lord Leads the Way
by Peter Caligiuri Copyright 2021
All rights reserved
 
 

Even the stork in the heavens
    knows her times,
and the turtledove, swallow, and crane
    keep the time of their coming,
but my people know not
    the rules of the Lord. Jeremiah 8:7 ESV

When We Always Praise

I will bless the Lord at all times. His praise shall continually be in my mouth. Psalm 34:1 ESV

I love taking early morning walks as an extension of my quiet time with God. I especially enjoy watching and taking photos of all the different birds as they begin their days. Some stand by the pond fishing, while others peck at the ground searching for their breakfast. Though Florida is famous for its Flamingos, Cranes and Pelicans, our state bird is actually the Mocking bird. They are plentiful, boisterous and most of all, they love to sing.

Seeing one singing loudly in my neighbor’s tree yesterday, reminded me that whether my little bird friend understands it or not, his songs give glory to God. No matter what the weather he never quits! As I listened and I remembered that in my own, life others will be a whole lot more likely to listen to what I have to say, if I persistently give God praise. Here is my little poem today as a testament to my tiny feathered friend and to God who at all times is worthy of our praise! May you have a blessed and praise filled day!

When We Always Praise

He sits upon the highest branch

And gives His tune to God

Through wind and rain in heat and snow

He thinks it very odd

That anyone would only sing

On quiet sunny days

And miss all that God has in store

When we always give Him praise

When We Always Praise by Peter Caligiuri 10-9-20