Category: Art

TOO SLOW

Listen my dear friend: I’m texting you because you’re not near,
I’m not texting you because I have nothing to do.
I’m texting you because – I really miss you.
So, if you don’t have time to text me back, that’ll be okay and I’ll understand.
Because that’s a part of life, that has the upper hand.
But, wait a minute, I have a text coming through, and what it’s saying – I miss you too.
So, it’s not always about texting that you should know,
Sometimes it’s just about friends – that move too slow.

BY
LENNY JAYNES

GONE TOO SOON

Memories of days gone by.
When I close my eyes, I can still see your smile. like a big bother, like my best friend.
I remember that day you looked me right in the eye, and said things are going to happen.
So, don’t you cry. One day I’ll meet you in the sky, until that day this is goodbye.
So don’t worry about me I’ll be fine. But if you get Lonesome from time to time. Just look up to the sky, and you will see, I’ll be the brightest star you’ve ever seen.
So don’t you worry, and don’t you cry. Because one day we’ll be together, in the sky – gone too soon.

Lenny Jaynes

A LITTLE ACT OF KINDNESS

A little act of kindness can go a long way.
But if you never reached out, you will never be able to see.
How a little act of kindness can go a long way.
It’s not always about money, sometimes it’s just a helping hand.
When you see a blind man standing on the corner, he will understand,
If you just ask him if he needs a helping hand.
It’s not always about money, you should understand.
A sandwich, a candy bar, placed in someone’s hand.
It doesn’t matter how old or where they’ve been.
Everybody needs a friend, to let them know they haven’t been forgotten,
And this is not the end, and today starts a new beginning.
And tomorrow when I see you, I’ll say good morning, and have a good day.
If there’s anything I can do to help you? Then I’ll be on my way.
Because a little act of kindness can go a long way.

By Lenny Jaynes

DON’T GET IT TWISTED

Life can be sweet; life can be insane.
But Mama used to say, don’t never hook up with, a “Gambling Man.”
Because he’ll tell you that he loves you, he’ll tell you that he cares.
When you look around, he’s nowhere to be found.
Because he marches to a different drummer, he marches to a different plan.
Because he follows the games, everywhere.
The next thing you know, you’re in love with, a “Gambling Man.”
So, just look around, and you will see.
There is no future with loving, a “Gambling Man.”
He’ll leave you in a minute, he’ll leave you at the sound – of the dice rolling, cards shuffling, roulette wheel spinning, slot machines ringing.
He loves that crazy sound, cuz he’s, a “Gambling Man.”
So, don’t get it twisted, and you will see, there is no future in loving – a “Gambling Man.”

BY
LENNY JAYNES

MOST OF ALL

I have your picture hanging on the wall, there comes a time when I miss you – MOST OF ALL.
On cloudy days and rain starts to fall, that’s when I miss you – MOST OF ALL.
When the wind blows through the trees, birds and bees bow there heads in sympathy.
That’s when I miss you – MOST OF ALL.
There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t stop, and look at your picture, and gaze into those big brown eyes.
That’s when I miss you – MOST OF ALL.
On holidays when the sun refused to shine, that’s when I really miss you – MOST OF ALL.

BY
LENNY JAYNES