Poems by Jac Judy A. Campbell

Dad everyday must be a celebration in your
Beautiful Heavenly Home
But it seems today is not the same,
For your children here below,

There will be no gatherings in the park
No family barbeques, No silly special Dad cards
No shirts or ties of blue,
There will be no connection to hear your voice,
Or hear sister I love you.

There will be no visits from your grands
To come play with Papa Bear,
The special hugs, the teasing pats,
Are moments they each share.

As each day triples past us
The memories grow stronger within my heart.
Of all the joys, the happy days the
Strong lessons that were taught.

I'll not forget the many times, us working side by side
Your silly jokes, the fun and laughter,
The sad tears that we cried.

As thoughts of you still linger
I'll remember the good times had,
Especially I'll remember the most,
You will forever be my DAD.

If you see my dad in Heaven
He won't be hard to find.
He'll be the one to greet you first,
For he's a one-of-a-kind.

He'll be the one with the softest voice,
A veteran's cap upon his head,
Or he's probably in God's beautiful
Garden, with a shovel in his hand.

He'll be watching the pretty hummingbirds,
A warm smile upon his face,
And as he leaves to go about, he'll
Be walking with strength and grace.

He'll sit among the story tellers,
For that's what he does best.
He will tell about his life on earth
Before he was called to rest.

He's with his Mom and Dad now,
Embracing them tenderly.
Never no longer to miss them or
Wonder where they might be.

He may be playing with the children,
And there sits one upon his knee
Laughing and singing the games of fun,
Clapping hands so joyfully.

Now if you haven't found my Dad yet,
He's probably kneeling by the throne,
Surrounded by God's angels,
Praying for his loved ones below.

He wasn't famous in this world
Nor did any heroic deeds.
He was a strong, hard-working man,
Taking care of those in need.

For you see, he was my hero,
Bigger than big to me.
He taught me all a son should know
And about the love God has for me.

So if you see my Dad in heaven,
Tell him I'm doing fine.
Let him know how much I miss him,
And I think of him most of the time.

You know he was my hero,
So will you give him a hug or two?
Tell him how much I love him and
I'll be seeing him someday soon.

They say that time will heal all wounds.
I know that could be true.
It's the lonely in-between times
That I start missing you.

Every time you cross my mind,
I think you're here with me.
Then I sadly realize
That it could never be.

But then I just can't help but see
Your memories everywhere:
Your coffee cup, your old worn hat,
And there sits your empty chair.

Then I'll just be thinking of
The places we would go,
The people we would meet,
And see a person we both know.

Then I look around and see
A gift you've given me,
Our picture in its frame,
And your favorite program on TV.

Then I start remembering
Some place we had to be
And the things we used to do.
Then I start missing you.

Then sometimes out of nowhere
Your smiling face I see.
I feel your hand inside of mine.
Then it seems you're here with me.

And then some days it feels
So long we've been apart,
But neither time nor distance
Will erase you from my heart.

Then I begin to realize,
And it makes me sad and blue,
That many days and nights
I'll be missing you.