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

  • God's Creation

    While sitting outside, I witnessed several of God's creation

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    • Posted 3 days, 21 hours ago

    in Animal Poems

    I am sitting here in a quiet early morning
    There is a silent breeze whispering through the trees,
    A Blue Jay is talking with his loud squawk
    As he peeks through the trees at me.

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  • He Looked A Lot Like You

    • Published: October 2, 2026

    in Husband Poems

    On a crowded street, I saw him
    On a corner close to home,
    His walk was long and steady,
    He wore your style of clothes

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  • My Little Guy

    • Published: September 16, 2026

    in Grandchildren Poems

    You were once a little guy,
    So cute and such a joy,
    In and out of mischief,
    For such a little boy.

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  • My Little Big Brother

    • Published: August 31, 2026

    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.

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  • Everyday

    I want to live every day to please God. I try hard to live through God's wishes and wants for me. This poem is doing the best I can every day

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    • Posted on 06/29/26

    in Inspirational Poems

    Everyday I pray
    I cry every day,
    Everyday I sing
    I give every day,

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  • Jac Judy A. Campbell, calif
  • 9 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
  • 9 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
  • 10 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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  • Jac Judy A. Campbell, calif
  • 10 years ago

As we get older, we look back and realize that age gradually snuck up on us. Once we take the time to look in the mirror, it is a startled realization about the facts we must face. This poem is adorable and it tells it like it is.

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

I was touched with this poem, I really feel bad for all little children whom do not get to spend time with a parent. There has to be some reality to these such writings.

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