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It Takes Time

IT TAKES TIME

A handful of seeds meticulously placed on the ground, to twist and turn its way into the rich earthly soil, just remember it takes time.

So, chase away those birds so they won’t eat all that they can see. Just remember it takes time, for the seeds to take root, and to be able to hold on to a forever changing world and develop at a special day and time – Just remember it takes time.

When the moon, stars, and sun stand in line hovering from on high, looking down on the seeds from up above, so they can grow with the help of mother nature love. It all takes time.

When the wind tries to blow the seeds away, they are deeply embedded and they are here to stay. It takes time.

Then the rains will come and try to wash the seeds away. But, like I said they’re deeply rooted, and they’re here to stay. Because it takes time.

But when a beautiful flower opens its petals to reach for the sky, thirsting for sun and water so it can survive, and showing its true beauty as the days go by – plus that sweet aroma that catches you by surprise every time that you pass by. Then you turn and smile with a glow in your eye and say – if you truly want to see the beauty of a flower come alive – just remember, it takes time.

Text and Photos by LENNY JAYNES

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My Prayer

MY PRAYER

I must have walked down this road many times. But I never saw roses growing on the vine, until you came along.

Now I see red roses all the time. I never knew the words to this song.

I must have heard it a thousand times, now I know what it means line by line.

This only happened when you caught my eye, now I sing this song all the time.

And when we’re not together all I can see is visions of you and me, Laughing, dancing, and singing this song.

God heard my prayer and sent you straight to my arms.

And in my arms, I hope you will stay, laughing, dancing, and singing this song.

By Lenny Jaynes 

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It’s Easy to See

IT’S EASY TO SEE

I’m not mad and I’m not upset; this is a day I will never forget.
Dinner for two, late movie shows, long walks on the Avenue.
I’m lost without you, and it’s easy to see, I’m lost without you.
Long walks in the rain, playing games kicking sand, one on one shooting Hoops in the high school gym.
I’m lost without you, and it’s easy to see, I’m lost without you.
Will you ever come back to me. Movies make me so sad, when all I can do is stare at the screen, and think of you, and visions of us walking hand and hand down Lovers Lane, shooting stars up over our head.
These are the things I will always miss and never forget.
What I need is one last tender kiss, this is one of the things I will surely miss.
I’m not mad and I’m not upset, I’m just lost – without you.

BY LENNY JAYNES

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Memorial Day 2025

We wrote these books to keep the memory of their sacrifice alive.

Frankford Heroes, 3rd Edition: Small town patriotism in a big city neighborhood by Robert F. Smiley and Richard W. Johnson

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“Heroes of Frankford High School” by Robert F. Smiley and Patricia M. Smiley

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