Poetry

Before Your First Sunrise

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Before you saw your first sunrise
Or took that first breath of air
Before your first cry or you opened your eyes 
God knew that you were there

While He knit you together God chose your name
As He fashioned your hands and feet
And He wrote your story in His book of life
As your tiny heart started to beat

Before Your First Sunrise 
by Peter Caligiuri © 2021 - All rights reserved
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You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body
    and knit me together in my mother’s womb.
 Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
    Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.
 You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
    as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
 You saw me before I was born.
    Every day of my life was recorded in your book.
Every moment was laid out
    before a single day had passed.
Psalm 139:13-16 NLT

“A person’s a person no matter how small” Theodore Seuss Geisel ( Dr. Seuss )

Our Hope is In the Lord

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When our barns are filled
Or the fields are dry
Our hope remains in the Lord
Not a grip of despair
On the wheel of our life
But a joy and a rest on His Word


When grief comes to steal 
Our song in the night
His melody’s rings out so strong
That tells of the stream
And His pasture that’s green
And our Shepherd who leads us along


Our Hope is in the Lord by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2021 all rights reserved

The Pity Party

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I planned a pity party at my little house today
I designed the invitations and I sent them on their way
First on the list was neighbor Rick and his wife and children too
But he shook his head and said "No thanks." I have so much to do

So then I called my sister
In hopes that she could come
But her voice mail came and told me
To just speak after the tone
Next I thought of pastor so I drove down to the church
But he was visiting the sick - at the Savior's work


So I went into my room alone and sulked before the Lord
"Does anybody care?" I asked
Then I heard His gentle word
"On the day that I was crucified
My closest friends all fled
And at Pilate's word was beaten
 And with thorns they crowned my head.
Between two thieves that day I died
Yet in faith one asked of me
To remember him in heaven
So I took him there you see

So in your struggle down life's road 
When you're feeling quite alone
Help someone with a heavy load
Bring them before My throne

That’s where you’ll see your Father’s face
For His goodness there is found 
 And you'll receive amazing grace
And His joy to carry home!


Pity Party by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2019 all rights reserved