AUTHORS, THEY’RE ONLY HUMAN: Life by Phyllis Staton Campbell

Good morning campbellsworld visitors.
This morning in our Authors, They’re Only Human column author Phyllis Staton Campbell shares with us a poem she wrote in honor of a loved one who had passed from this life to the next.
I found this writing as I’ve found much of the author’s other work.
Heartwarming and filled with love.
Once you’ve enjoyed this beautifully written piece, please be sure to continue onward to find out how you can enjoy all her most talented writing.

Phyllis Campbell

Like a kitten, she frolicked through the warm days of spring, where only small sorrows touched her.
The fragrant breeze called, “Joy!”
Like a bird, she built her nest in the summer, and her joy became the joy of others.
The gentle wind sang, “Love.”
She moved more slowly through the golden days of fall, each second somehow more precious. Where were they now, she wondered, so many who had walked with her along the way? Could their path have taken them so quickly into winter?
The falling leaves whispered, “Soon.”
Winter was cold, and the landscape bleak, but she moved on unafraid. Surely it was the same place, only covered with the snow of age. She had walked there often before.
The days grew shorter, and the winter wind moaned “Death.”
Then she saw a light, and she heard the voices of those who had walked with her in seasons past. Again she skipped, heedless of other loved voices crying, “Stay!” For ahead was spring through an open door, and she knew she could not, would not stay.
The Heavenly choir sang, “Life!

Phyllis Staton Campbell, who was born blind, writes about the world she knows best. She calls on her experience as teacher of the blind, peer counselor and youth transition coordinator. She says that she lives the lives of her characters: lives of sorrow and joy; triumph and failure; hope and despair. That she and her characters sometimes see the world in a different way, adds depth to the story. She sees color in the warmth of the sun on her face, the smell of rain, the call of a cardinal, and God, in a rainbow of love and grace.
Although she was born in Amherst County, Virginia, she has lived most of her life in Staunton, Virginia, where she serves as organist at historic Faith Lutheran church, not far from the home she shared with her husband, Chuck, who waits beyond that door called death.

Books by Phyllis Campbell.

New Release 2017
Where Sheep May Safely Graze

Other books by Phyllis Campbell…


FRIENDSHIPS IN THE DARK, 1996 Reprint 1997

The Evil Men Do 2006, true crime, written under contract for the family of the victim.

Who Will hear Them Cry, April, 2012

A Place To Belong August, 2012

Out of the Night February, 2014

Customer Review
5.0 out of 5 Where Sheep May Safely Graze
ByAFBon February 24, 2018

This book was wonderful. It held my attention from the first page until the end and I did not want it to end. I hope a second book will be forth coming. Kudos to you Phyllis for the best book I have read in a long time.

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2 Responses to AUTHORS, THEY’RE ONLY HUMAN: Life by Phyllis Staton Campbell

  1. Thank you for sharing this wonderful poem with the world today. It is so beautiful and so true.


    • Patty says:

      You’re so welcome.

      I very much enjoy sharing everyone’s work.

      Today I must catch up on email. I am very behind.

      Love you for reading, liking and commenting.

      I also enjoyed your post yesterday.


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