My Little Big Brother
in Brother Poems
I remember when you were small
enough to fit inside the bend of my arm,
Your little hand wrapped around my finger,
They named you Gerald Wayne and called you Jerry.
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.
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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Everyday
in Inspirational Poems
Everyday I pray
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I cry every day,
Everyday I sing
I give every day, -
Dad, King Of My Heart
in Father Poems
If ever there is a king of hearts
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I've had one from the very start,
At every Baseball game I play
I hear his voice from far away -
Couples Delight
in Relationship Poems
Preparation time: 40- something years
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Serves two = 1 Couple
1-Cup of Affection -
Wonder Mom
in Mother Poems
Of all the wonders you have done,
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The events you planned, the races run.
The workload endured day by day,
The deeds that were completed along the way.Featured Shared StoryWell done, Judy, your poems are always a pleasure to read. Very best wishes, Ann.
Poems by Jac Judy A. Campbell
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That is adorable! At first I was like, oooooh, hope it doesn't get too graphic. But it was so interesting. I read it to my husband and we laughed and laughed. Good writing.
Jac Judy Campbell
That is such a good poem. My husband had a large Doberman. Everyone was afraid of this dog, but he would lay on the floor with our children and let them pull on his ears. My Husband said he would probably greet the thief at the door and help him carry our belongings away.
Jac Judy Campbell
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.
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.
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.