Category: Art

ON MY OWN

I don’t believe you left me without saying a word.
I know we had some differences, and I know there were times we didn’t agree.
But how did you leave me without saying a word.
I knew there were times that we struggled, but leaving without a word.
What could I have done so terrible, that made you want to leave.
Could it be that I’ve become so unpredictable, that you just had to leave.
I guess you were trying to show me that I can stand up on my own.
I know it’s been a long time since you left me.
But I’ve learned to stand up on my own.

BY LENNY JAYNES

FORK IN THE ROAD

When life gets dark and we lose control, and we stop and look at the fork in the road.
I’ll say to myself, which way should I go.
If I go to the left, that would take me home.
If I go to the right, will I continue to roam, into a life where no man should go.
I’m stuck in confusion, and no one should know. I’m standing here at the fork in the road.
Once upon a Time a wise man once said: Follow Your Shadow it’ll take you home, follow the wind and you will continue to roam.
So make your decision, even though it may be hard – when you’re standing at – the fork in the road.

BY LENNY JAYNES

TENDER TOUCH

It doesn’t make any difference, what highway or road we take.
Because when we get in trouble, there’s no mistake.
We call on the name of Mama.
Because we can still imagine Mama’s tender touch and loving hands,
I don’t care how old we get, there’s something About Mama, and that tender touch.
So, when you wake up this morning, don’t forget about the one who held you near, and kept you close when you were in fear.
If you fell and hurt yourself, she would kiss your dirty knees.
Now it’s time to reciprocate and show her that you care.
Because when you sit back and wonder – just remember she was always there.
Yes, I’ll always Remember Mama, in my good days and my bad.
There is one thing I will never forget – her tender touch, and loving hands.

BY LENNY JAYNES

I STILL WONDER

There’s not a day that goes by, that I don’t stop and think of your Apple Blossom Smile.
A smile that lights up every room – but now there’s nothing there but darkness and Gloom.
I remember the first day we met, you reminded me of a Cheshire cat – with that Apple Blossom Smile.
But as you turned away, everyone would say, there goes the girl with that – Apple Blossom Smile.
Even though you wandered to the wrong side of the tracks.
I know that one day you’d be back – with that Apple Blossom Smile.
As the days have come and gone, I still wonder what happened to the girl – with the Apple Blossom Smile.

BY LENNY JAYNES