Happy Heavenly Fathers Day Dad
Dad everyday must be a celebration in your
Beautiful Heavenly Home
But it seems today is not the same,
For your children here below,
Dad everyday must be a celebration in your
Beautiful Heavenly Home
But it seems today is not the same,
For your children here below,
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.
in Creative Poems
Poems are magic, their music to our ears
A beautiful song within our hearts,
Some folks rejoice to hear
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
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
This poem!! I felt a tug in my heart because it was truly a story of truth from your heart! Very well expressed, and I can't say but one thing more. If we keep our ears open we learn from each other every day. A quote to my three daughters, "Each time I talk to you I learn something new and beautiful."
Jac Judy A. Campbell
Johnny Cash was the right person to sing these lyrics. He made an interesting song from an awesome poem. Very entertaining. Love it!
Jac. Judy A. Campbell
This poem is so logically cute. It sounds to me the thoughts of a shoe if the shoe could talk ha ha. I liked it very much.
Jac Judy A. Campbell
Such a vivid beautiful poem. Well described. I saw a picture of my daughter and her dad out in an open field, the wind blowing through her hair, and her a small tyke holding on to the kite string, looking up and feeling the fun adventures of flying the kite in the wind.
Jac Judy A. Campbell
This poem is so cute. Good writing. My husband and I were in Branson, Missouri, visiting and while standing outside, a big butterfly came flying by. It flew around and around, so I put my hand out and she landed in the palm of my hand and just sat there. My husband took pictures. I have since written a poem about that beautiful butterfly.
Jac Judy A.Campbell