Poems by Jac Judy A. Campbell

The things I love about you
Aren't going away with age.
You will still calm me down,
Perk me up, get me excited,
and drive me crazy.
It's not how handsome you are,
Or how you look in your clothes
It's seeing your smile when we meet
after a long day apart,
It's the wink you give me from
Across the room.
The special excitement of keeping
It all brand new.
It's not the silver in your hair,
Or the hat or tie you wear,
It's the pat of affection as I pass by
It's the laughter when we share a joke,
It's sneaking around with you having a rendezvous
It's the sweetness in your voice,
It's being there when you're needed
And the loneliness when you're not,
It's sitting beside you watching a baseball game.
It's the snugs and hugs in the middle of the night
The things I love about you
Aren't going away with age.

Is there a window In heaven Lord?
A window to look out and see
From a window up above Lord
For my loved ones to look down on me

Oh Lord what a wonderful comfort
If I could only know,
Through a window they could see me
To watch me down below.

They would see I really miss them,
I remember them all the time,
They would know how I long to see them,
And they will see I'm doing fine.

They will see I have God's blessings,
He watches over me all through the day,
They will see I'm beginning to smile a little
And laugh along the way.

They will see I talk with pride Lord,
Whenever I speak their names.
And they will see my life without them
Will never be the same.

They will see my thoughts are always  with them,
Their memories are entwined around my heart,
They will see I'm preparing to meet them soon,
Never again to part.

So Lord is there a window in heaven?
For the ones you've taken from me.
A window up in heaven Lord,
A window to look down on me.

Father, I thank you for the days and nights,
And thank you for this warm morning light.
For food and shelter, for your loving care,
And for all in this world that is good and fair.
Help us to be gentle, honest and true,
To show more kindness in all that we do.
To smile and be pleasant in all that we say,
To grow more loving each and every day.
To lend a helping hand, help others in need,
And to love one another as you have loved me.

Thank You, Father
Amen

Bullseyes and targets, marbles and darts.
Little green bugs and bicycle parts.
Frogs in their pockets, worms in their shirt.
A boy is a boy for all he is worth.

Cowboys and Indians, Gene Autry boots.
Guns in their holsters that are sure to shoot.
Big mud puddles, rocks in their shoes,
A chip on their shoulder, a black eye or two.

Little red wagon, scraped up chins,
Scuffed up pants, and old tin cans.
A laugh, a holler, a tear, a shout.
Into mischief but truly a scout.

Old clubhouses, flying a kite,
Up a tree, a fall on the bike.
Skinned up knees, bruises, and cuts.
A boy is a boy when his dukes are up

I believe there's a unique rose garden
Where a sturdy rose bush grows.
Among the twigs and branches
There sits a beautiful rose.
Though the stocks are strong and thorn-less,
The stems are never bare.
Here grows a large enchanting rose,
Her beauty so elegantly rare.
Standing out among the others,
Her uniqueness is heavenly fine.
A rainbow of many colors
Throughout her pedals are entwined.
In God's unique rose garden,
The rose will never wilt away.
The blossoms will bloom again and again,
And the rose will never fade.
In God's unique rose garden
It's a wonderous sight to behold,
To see the birth of eternal growth,
Where the rose will forever grow.

I prayed for the Lord to bless me
With someone special for me to love,
A woman to have and cherish,
A faithful treasure from above.
Then soon God sent you to me,
Someone to join my life.
A blessing to have and hold forever,
A friend, mother, and wife.
So God sent to me from heaven
The answer to my prayers
And changed my world forever
Through the abundance of love we share.