Jac Judy A. Campbell

Jac Judy A. Campbell

About Jac Judy A. Campbell

Jac Judy A. Campbell is a poet by heart and a writer by nature, and she is thrilled to be able to share part of herself that others will enjoy. She reads a lot of good books and loves arts and crafts, sewing, crocheting, cooking, and growing a garden. She is happily married, takes care of her husband, and enjoys her children and grandchildren as much as possible.


Jac Judy A. Campbell lives in a little country house in the central California Valley, surrounded by grapes, almonds, walnuts, and just about any fruit you could wish for. She is happily retired and is thankful God has given her the time and knowledge to write whenever she chooses to pick up her pencil.


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    Poems by Jac Judy A. Campbell

  • How Can We Doubt God's Wondrous Love

    Really, how can we doubt God's wondrous love? just see all that is in front of our eyes and appreciate
    all the beauty.

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    in Spiritual Poems about Nature

    How can we doubt God's wondrous love
    And see a pure white flying dove.
    A ray of sunshine from the sky
    A tiny baby peacefully lies.

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  • Music Of Poems And Poets

    My poem is about how to express the logical aspect of and the feelings of the heart and soul when inventing and writing a poem.

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    • Posted on 03/31/25

    in Creative Poems

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

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  • Grandsons

    Between my three daughters I had six Grandsons This is the poem pretty much describing each of them

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    • Posted on 01/13/25

    in Grandchildren Poems

    G--Is for Grandsons God's Greatest Gift of all time
    R--Is for Rowdiness a lad of just nine
    A--Is for Animals your so loving and kind
    N--Is for Noble your bright characters always shine through

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  • A Painted Lady Butterfly

    • Published: January 11, 2025

    in Spiritual Poems about Nature

    With Great delight I see right before my eyes
    Fluttering her wings once and again
    A Beautiful Butterfly
    Her balance a bit unsteady, as she

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  • The Poet In Me

    • Published: December 12, 2024

    in Creative Poems

    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

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    Featured Shared Story

    Yes, I too find writing very therapeutic - it was especially so when we discovered that my husband was terminally ill. Very best wishes, Ann.

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  • Jac Judy A. Campbell, calif
  • 8 years ago

Oh my! That was so heart-warming. As I was reading, I started remembering many of the same qualities in my own mother. I lost my mother 2 1/2 years ago to Alzheimer's. It was a horrible time for us 5 kids. We lost a little of her each day, until God took her home.

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  • Jac Judy A. Campbell, calif
  • 8 years ago

This poem reminds me of my mother. She loved planting flowers, especially roses. That was one of her greatest joys, and one year she grew beautiful roses the size of a 2 lb. coffee can lid. One day I took a picture of her holding a pretty yellow rose, and as I snapped the picture she moved the rose in front of her face, being silly, and we could not even see who she was. That's how big she could grow roses. That year when the roses withered and died, she did too! My mother passed away two years ago, but to this day her beautiful roses have continued to bloom.

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  • Jac Judy A. Campbell, calif
  • 8 years ago

That is a cute poem! Sounds just like the silliness children try to pull. My children would try, then they would remember if they were sick they had to stay in bed all day, no television, no phone, drinking lots of water.

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  • Jac Judy A. Campbell, calif
  • 8 years ago

That tells it like it is. There are so many divorces and separations, and the kids always suffer the most. Having their world changed in the blink of an eye affects them deeply. We have four grandchildren who were devastated by the divorce of their parents, never to gain solid ground or cope with childhood issues. Their minds were confused and their hearts broken. It doesn’t matter how peaceful or pleasant, the effects are tremendous. It’s a shame adults can’t put their selfish needs away and think of their children’s welfare.

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  • Jac Judy A. Campbell, calif
  • 8 years ago

This poem was so heartfelt I was hoping for a happier ending, where the author would have found his mama and known what it was to have her loving arms around him. But now he has a son of his own and can pay forward all the love. We don't know why our lives can be so devastating, but at least he has accepted and moved on with a peaceful attitude. GOD knows best for us all, and he keeps us in his loving arms. ~Jac Judy A Campbell

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