To Sylvia
Playing rhythm guitar
Missing a string
Having a kingdom
Without a king
A brand new morn
And there is no sun
Heaven on a clear night
Not a single star in sight
That’s how life would be
To me
Without you
But the guitar strums sweet
The kingdom is complete
The sun shines rosy and grand
And heaven is just how it’s
planned.
Momma - In Memory of Martha Jenkins
(Mother, Grand Mother, Friend, Much More)
Born - November 10, 1948
Passed On - January 23, 2013
By John Kaniecki
Momma
Lay your bones to rest
Gone is the test
You’ve done your best
You leave more behind
Than memories kind
Momma
We cherish and hold you
More than gold
More than we told you
More then we could express
God bless
Momma
Goodbye
We’ll wail and cry
And never forget
All the good you gave
Up to the grave
In truth you are never gone
Memories, spirits, linger on
And Momma when we fall
And with wearied voice I call
In desperate prayer
Your tender loving care
Will always be there
Momma
Jesus is the Judge of all
Before him we stand or fall
Sleep until His call
We trust and understand
God is in command
And though there is immense grief
We cling to a deep belief
A God of mercy He does reign
And Love is never in vain
Shades Of Blue
By John Kaniecki
There are many shades of blue
And all I recall
Remind me of you
There are many shades of blue
Wide, thin, small and tall
But none of them are true
I see the sky
I cry
I see the ocean deep
I weep
There are many shades of blue
And all I recall
Remind me of you
And how you weren’t true
So what’s a poor boy to do?
There are many shades of blue
And I’d trade a kingdom or
two
For one of those days full of
charm
When I held you tight in my
arms
But the past has fled
And my heart is dead
It is no longer red
But alas
Entrenched in a blue
steadfast
There are many shades of blue
And I wish I never knew
Your love so tender and sweet
So in bitter defeat
I lay these words at your
feet
There are many shades of blue
And the poet cannot conceive
Or the man of faith believe
Or have a clue
Of the love one can receive
From somebody as wonderful as
you
Fingered By Fate
Born under a bad sign who’s to say
I wanna sing let the music play
Guitar in hand she gently strummed
I knew not the words so I hummed
She said hold me the hour is late
Go forward we dare not wait
At the end we shall celebrate
For we were fingered by fate
The coffee was spiked with Spanish rum
Wine’s the only drink in the Kingdom
On the cross Jesus gave it all
All they offered was bitter gall
She said hold me the hour is late
Go forward we dare not wait
At the end we shall celebrate
For we were fingered by fate
We made love if you want to call it that
You’re only sexy till you become fat
Kinky women know all the tricks
Round two began I got some good licks
She said hold me the hour is late
Go forward we dare not wait
At the end we shall celebrate
For we were fingered by fate
I decided I would search out the deeper inner source
I rode with the Apache when the Mexicans came in force
Kit Carson he chopped down all our peach trees
Wanka Tanka he’s coming soon riding the breeze
Back to the zodiac deja vous
I can leave everything except you
I kissed her fingers deep in scent
Life lingers one day you’ll repent
She said hold me the hour is late
Go forward we dare not wait
At the end we shall celebrate
For we were fingered by fate
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