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If I could turn back the hands of time,
Oh – the change that I would make.
There would be no grey skies, only sunny,
Bees would make more honey,
Your garden would have only red roses.
As the years passed by I noticed the twinkle in your eyes are fading,
I know you may walk a little slower, but I know you’re a little wiser.
So, when it comes to you my dear,
I wouldn’t change a thing.
You’re my rock, you’re my everything.
By LENNY JAYNES
Look for the rainbow after the Storm, then you’ll find a pot of gold,
This may be a myth so I’ve been told. But this is one thing I know for sure,
When I look into my mother’s eyes past the tears, and past the Soul,
I know I’ll find a heart of gold.
So, don’t go chasing rainbows after the storm,
Just look into your mother’s eyes, and you’ll find she has a heart of gold.
This is what I know for sure, mothers have a heart of gold.
BY LENNY JAYNES
LIFE’S HIGH HURDLES
Life’s high hurdles are not put in your way to make you stop.
Life’s high hurdles are put in your way to teach you to stop, take three steps then hop.
BY LENNY JAYNES
ALL WE NEED IS LOVE
Everything’s is going to be okay, if we can just make it through the day.
Because we all need love.
I don’t care if you’re rich or poor, the air is free and it’s all yours.
We all need love.
I don’t care where you’ve been, I don’t care how long it’s been.
Because we all still need love.
When the rain comes from up above, and sprinkles on the flowers that you love, you don’t think that’s love?
Because we all need love.
Don’t be discouraged, don’t be afraid, raise your hands up to the heavens and say – THANK YOU LORD.
Because we all need love.
BY LENNY JAYNES
A SOLDIER’S WISH
I’m in a foreign country, the battle has been won.
So, take my body, and ship it back home.
Don’t let my spirit wander in this foreign land.
Ship my body back home to the hills of Pennsylvania,
And lay my body down, to rest by the babbling brook,
And that old weeping willow tree.
I know, I fought hard and I tried to do my best,
I know this war is over at least for me.
So, send my body home so I can get my rest,
Under that old weeping willow tree where I sketched,
Rob loves Mary on the base of that old tree.
Never knowing this is where I would be spending eternity,
So lay my body down and let my spirit run free.
Because in the hills of Pennsylvania in a small town called Frankford that was home to me.
This is where I want to be. Because Rob loves Mary,
it’s still written on the base of that old weeping willow tree.
BY LENNY JAYNES
END OF KOREAN WAR
July 27th 1953
