Softly With the Lambs – Poem

Go on ahead of me
I must lead softly on
The tender flock around me
Cannot run the whole day long

And if you climb to greater heights
We'll follow at a pace
That children and the lambs can walk
Just step by step in grace

Then together on that day
We'll meet you at the gate
For I must lead on softly
Until the break of day!

Softly With the Lambs by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2022 all rights reserved


Verses For Easter – Week 1

With Easter just one month away, I thought to post one poem for each of these four weeks. While devotional writing walks with us step by step in the wilderness, poetry skips over the sea connecting unexpected wavetops. I pray that a few of these wave-tops will be a blessing to some.

Seven Loaves of the Bread of Life

He took the seven loaves and the fish and having given thanks 
He broke them and gave them to the disciples 
and the disciples gave them to the crowds.  Matthew 15:36 ESV

Monday’s loaf was when the angels sang
And shepherds knelt and the Heavens rang

On Tuesday Mary dedicated Him
In the temple like a lamb who was without sin

At the Jordan On Wednesday Jesus was baptized
And the dove descended to the bread of life

Thursday’s loaf was when He broke the bread
And He blessed the cup and He bowed His head

Good Friday’s Bread was given for us
And His blood poured down the rough rugged cross

Saturday’s silence was the bread of sorrows
As He lay in the tomb waiting for tomorrow

Then on Sunday’s dawn came the Living Bread
For all who believe He rose up from the dead!

Seven Loaves of the Bread of Life by Peter Caligiuri Copyright 2020 
all rights reserved. Use by permission only

When The Woodpecker Went to Work

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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