Ruby Tonacao Campos
Biography of Ruby Tonacao Campos
Ruby is a christian Freelance Writer who is residing in Cebu, Philippines. She is currently teaching Public Speaking and Performing Arts and Journalism in A Secondary school. She loves learning new things, traveling, reading meeting and making new friends, and studying about other cultures.
Nature always catches her attention-the flowers, animals, birds, butterflies, fish and other wildlife. They all amaze her with grandeur. She is thankful to God for His wonderful creation for man to behold and appreciate.
Ruby Tonacao Campos's Works:
She is currently working on a manuscript for publication.
Ruby Tonacao Campos Poems
Life is a gift, It's not mine to waste. Life is precious, it's not mine to abuse.
Life's Journey Life's journey isn't easy or funny, Rather, it's long and really dreary,
You Are My Treasure
You are my guiding star that lights my way in a dark night. You are my perfect rudder when my hopes seem out of sight.
A Teacher's Desire
Master Teacher, Source and Giver of wisdom, You have called me to a work so special, A stint that others often label as celestial, With some calling it one "noble and superior".
Beauty lures, beauty pulls. Beauty attracts, beauty distracts.
She stands a moment Merely gazing at a blank wall With grave contempt He stares Not minding her presence
Dark paths have been brightened Rough times they never stop me Boredom, Oh it cheers me up Weary days are a welcome to me
They give me space, Clear my troubled mind, Heal my soul, Touch my heart,
Beauty Is In The Beholder's Eye
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder" they say, and I agree. Anyone can make anything beautiful or ugly by his seeing, He can turn a red rose into green, or a yellow daffodil into brown, A small hill, into a steep mountain or a huge stunt into a trail.
Love's Many Faces
Love is like a red red rose, it catches your attention. Love is like a strong wind, it blows your mind away.
A hope of a new day, A promise for a new beginning, A fresh look at life, A reward for the weary,
Slowly, silently, carefully, she crawls beneath, She reaches out her trembling right hand, Tightly, her left hand held to her belly, Then she inches forward for the only crumb,
Oh moon what a delight to see, You drive away my madness with your stunning beauty. You soothe one's tired spirit
Slowly, silently, carefully, she crawls beneath,
She reaches out her trembling right hand,
Tightly, her left hand held to her belly,
Then she inches forward for the only crumb,
Her mouth waters, waters more.
She moves, another direction, a second crumb,
She covers her face flat to the ground