The hummingbird was sleeping in When mother shook his wing Wake up John it’s time for class I heard the school bell ring! He opened first one tiny eye Then peeked out of the nest He knew the day for flying lessons What was his mom planned next So out the door with trembling heart John’s wings began to beat Then up into the wind He flew To lessons down the street! Flying Lessons Copyright © 2021 Peter Caligiuri All rights reserved
But this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus. Philippians 3:13-14 KJV
Thank you to everyone who seemed to enjoy the two recent poems I posted here this week! I was genuinely surprised and grateful for the many kind comments and for those who shared the posts. Honestly, I have never been able to write much on a schedule or by demand, but I do try to pass on in the moment the lessons God is teaching me – sometimes in verse. This morning’s poem was one I wrote for the younger crowd. I wish I had Gary’s acumen with a camera to share my own hummingbird photos, but I did my best with what stock pics I could find. Flying Lessons was part of the children’s section in a collection of poems which I published this Summer titled, The Road That Leads to Home. (There are three sections for the adults). If anyone is interested, this collection is available in both softcover and eBook on Amazon. You could search it out by title for yourself of follow the link. Have a blessed day everyone!