Poems by Jac Judy A. Campbell

Believe in our Savior
Believe in his ways
Believe what's invariable
For our eternal days
Believe in the heavens
Home of our Lord above
Believe in God's sacrifices
And his eternal love
Believe in God's word
Believe the Bible to be true
Believe God is faithful,
He believes in you

Add together

1-1/2 Cups Adventure
1- Cup Listening
2 Cups of Prayers
1-Cup Compassion
2-Cups Laughter and Fun
1-Teaspoon Tears

Stir in

3-Cups of Trust and Honesty
4-Cups Loyalty

Whisk Together with Hugs
Spread over a lifetime of Memories
Sprinkle with love
Serve with Good Times and Togetherness
For many years

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.

Poems are magic, they're music to our ears
A beautiful song within our hearts,
Some folks rejoice to hear

They're smiles and laughter and togetherness,
And the sadness of happy tear's
They're a story of a tale unfolding
And memories through out one's years

They're magical rhymes of a story
They're a brand new birth of a song
They're the beauty of one's inner thoughts
And our true emotions strong.

They're creative tender feelings
From inside one's heart and soul
They're one's imaginative day dreams
With spontaneous overflows

It's rejoicing when one gets published
Knowing no one could care less
Their heart and soul expressions
With deep feelings we express

We will never play in the symphony
Or entertain in Carnegie Hall
We write a poem for ears to hear
No matter how big or small

So poets keep writing verses
Let the world enjoy our tunes
While we pen down our exquisite art
From the depth of the human heart

I'm just a simple writer
  I use not fancy words
I only write what's in my head
  With words from the old school
I like to tell some stories
   Some tales and even more
Of my own true life happenings
      That I have kept in store.
I like to write a poem or two
  And try to rhyme a verse
And if it sounds a little silly,
Then it won't be the first
I'm just a common person
   A poet now it seems,
If that's a fact I'll gladly accept
  The challenge of my dreams.
I'll keep on writing when I can
  To share some tales and woes
And hopefully the poems you read
  Will be a comfort to your soul.
The world will never rejoice or sing,
  Nor will I win a golden globe
But I will always be content
To pen what's in my heart and soul