Poems by Jac Judy A. Campbell

Mom,
Every day must be a celebration in your
Newfound heavenly home,
But our Mother's Day is forever empty
For your children here below.
There will be no bouquet of roses,
No gifts, no cards, no hugs,
No connection to call to hear your voice
To tell you how much you're loved.
Each day I see you in my mirrors,
You're in my flowerbeds outside.
I know you live within my children
As I can see you in their eyes.
Every day I feel you're near me,
But it's just not the same.
I miss your arms to hold me.
I miss you calling out my name,
So I just want to tell you
Because you're far away
I miss you more today
Than I did yesterday.
I know you're content and peaceful
As God shines his light on you
And he showers you with joy and blessings
All the whole day through.
So happy heavenly Mother's Day, Mom.
With abundance of love from me to you,
Your daughter

I've loved and worshiped my whole life long,
I've lent a fair hand now and then.
I've praised the best, I've prayed for the rest.
I comfort the lonely once again.

I've been strong in my faith, I've lived by your word.
Lord, I've obeyed your commands.
Now my body and soul are long overdue,
So Lord, will you take me home too?

Lord, you've taken home the weak, you've taken
The strong, you've taken the old and the new.
You've taken the ones that I've loved the most.
So Lord, will you take me home too?

My dear husband I miss, all my friends have gone on.
I've noticed you called them home too.
There's no one familiar I see around me,
So Lord, will you take me home too?

Don't leave me behind in this crazy old world.
I'm not wanting to stay here alone.
I've prepared myself to meet you real soon,
So Lord, will you take me home to.

As the twilight fell on the new crispy morn,
She grew still with a small peaceful smile.
My prayers have been answered and it's not too soon.
My Lord is taking me home too.

In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a certain someone,
Too soon for us to part.

To walk along beside you,
To me would be just fine.
To touch a cheek, to see a smile,
Even hold your hand in mine.

I want to be with you always
And forever have you near,
To share a tender need,
Take you in and hold you dear.

There's a special feeling,
Sometimes too strong to bear.
By loving you, I wonder
If I've had more than my share.

There's an aching emptiness
Deep inside of me,
For to realize what I want
Just may never be.

The time is slipping past us,
For which we dread to part.
I'll carry you with me always
And forever in my heart.

Now the time has come
For you to go away,
But I'll take comfort with the thought
That you'll be back someday.

Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the words I want to hear.
Love is growing with you and filling in the gaps.
Love is our tomorrows, our future, and our past.
Love binds the ties together and secures them with a knot.
Love is our plans that we outgrew and the ones that we forgot.
Love is what we've had together, all these blessed years.
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.

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 love you, my Valentine.
My Valentine, I do.
My Valentine, full of
Sweetness.
My Valentine, so true.
I love you, my Valentine.
My Husband, that's you.
My charming Valentine,
I'll always love you.

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.

I can't call you my Father,
And you're certainly not my Pop.
I wouldn't call you PaPa
Because to me you're certainly not.
I can't call you my Pappy,
Nor could I call you Dad.
You're definitely not my Daddy.
One of these I already have,
But I can call you Honey.
My best friend I have in you.
A loving caring husband,
A gent who's kind and true,
My guy of tender gentle words
You place within my heart.
The one who's strong and steady
And has been from the start,
A man that's more appreciated
More than I can ever say.
I'm saying this to wish you
A special Father's Day!

He's not a scented flower
That fades from day to day,
Nor is he a dozen roses
In a beautiful glass bouquet.
He's not a pound of candy
Or a meaningless silly card.
His words speak blissful feelings
Of his magic spark and charm.
He's not made of pretty paper
That is torn and tossed away.
He's tough and tender a man,
Of all men,
He's my Valentine every day.
He doesn't quite taste like chocolate.
He's yummy and sweet as can be.
Nor is he a wine-and-dine-me guy.
Home cooking is more his speed.
He's not a fuzzy stuffed animal
That lays about all day.
He's round and soft, my own teddy bear
He's cuddly in every way.
He didn't come wrapped in tissue,
Nor colorful glittery gifts.
He's wrapped in the thrills and passion,
In the arms of the life he lives.
He's not much on jewels and diamonds, 
As he says for him I'll always shine.
He's always my straight-shooting Cupid.
He's my everyday Valentine.