Children’s Poetry

When The Woodpecker Went to Work

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The cardinals were singing 
While the hawk sat on his perch 
All the pigeons were just sleeping in 
When woodpecker went to work!

And his tapping kept reminding me 
I still have a job to do 
And just sitting round and dreaming 
Is not what God has planned to do 

For even though He gives us song 
And to rest awhile is fine 
 He still has more for us in store 
To do in Summertime 

For there’s a garden we must plant 
With rows to weed and tend 
And water with our tears and prayers 
Till His kingdom come again


When Woodpecker Went to work by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2022 all rights reserved
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The Great Big God of Little Things

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The great big God of all the earth
Is the God of little things
And His hands that made the sun and moon
Designed each sparrow’s wings

And the one who sends the thunder’s crash
Taught the Mockingbird a song
And this great big God who sees my heart
Calls me to be strong

And trust that when my small world shakes
And I can’t sleep at night
This great big God of little things
Still has me in His sight

And He will stay right here by me
When I can’t fix what’s wrong
And like the mockingbird He’ll teach
Me how to sing His song!


The Great Big God of Little Things by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2022 all rights reserved

The Storm is Passing By

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Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me, for in you my soul takes refuge; in the shadow of your wings I will take refuge, till the storms of destruction pass by. 
 Psalm 57:1 ESV

In the treetop Hawk sits silently
While the thunder crashes round
And the Sparrows flit into the barn
Where the Chickens huddle down

The Cranes stand in the rushes
In her house the Blue Bird sleeps
While the Chickadees are twittering
In the thickets dark and deep

But Eagles fly up to their nests
When their children cry
And shelter them with wings so strong
While raindrops start to fly

Can you and I do less than birds
Who know the place to hide
And fly to God our refuge
When the storm is passing by

The Storm is Passing by - by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2021 all rights reserved
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