My summer friends sit on the porch
And whisper of the times
When first in April they were hung
And soft winds stirred their chimes
Till frost one morning stopped to say
That winter’s coming by
Whose breezes soon will blizzards bring
With snow drifts piled high
So I went out to take them down
And safely store till spring
Where they in silent shadows wait
God’s melodies to sing
Summer Friends by Peter Caligiuri
Copyright 2025 all rights reserved
Lord I’m praying for my pastor
Cause he really needs a bump
You know he's not too stylish
And he preaches like a shlump
I confess I like the coffee
And the donuts when they’re free
But I don’t like the sermons
When they name the sin in me
Sometimes I’ve even thought about
The church just up the street
Where the pastor wears an earing
And his messages are sweet
But at my suggestion
My dear wife began to cry
So, help me Lord be patient
With this homely little guy!
A Prayer for My Pastor
by Peter Caligiuri
Copyright © 2025 - all rights reserved
"Be still and know that I am God"
I heard my Savior say
But instead
Just like a child
I chose to run away
Then ran as fast as I could race
Till I felt my aching side
Then out of breath
With failing legs
I sat and simply cried
Then His voice called once again,
"Find peace in what I've done
Come learn My way
And take My yoke
Then rest in Me alone!"
Be Still by Peter Caligiuri
Copyright 2023
All rights reserved
Be still and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the nations; I will be exalted in the earth!”
Psalm 46:10 ESV
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