My Hopes and Dreams

My hopes and dreams they always seem to be denied

This is why my eyes shed diamonds of crystal blue
From the day my Grandfather died
Until you departed too

Less then a week before my twelfth birthday
My special day
They took him away

I would not ever see this man again
My hopes and my dreams they died that day

They would never be, the same again
But I would try and live, to dream again

I made Grandma my new pal; and she was really swell

But as young men often have too; they do
I had to find another

For she could not keep my pace
She would not win that race

They took her too; to live in another home
For she could no longer live alone

I hoped and I'd pray
But, things weren't meat to be, that day

I wanted her to stay
But, fate decided it
And she moved away

My hopes and my dreams
Had taken another turn
They were lead away

They lead me straightly; to you
Grandma was no longer my gal

I think she was okay with this
She was eager to see us hitched

She got to see our first son
And her first great granddaughter

But, as time would have it
She'd miss the birth of
Our third child

She died in May way to early
And he was born in June
Under a blue moon

Our little man
My hopes and my dreams
They changed again

Four years married and going strong
Grandma loved me until the very end
I am sure of it

I guess she and Mom
Will be the only ones
Who will; ever do

But, I was never allowed to get to close
To my Mother, or to any other

You; got a taste of this
As times really got tough
And rough; for us

You became aware of it; from
The sand bagging brigade
And their fearless leader

As the son of another man
I was often buried there, in their sand

My hopes and dreams they always seem to be denied

This is why my eyes shed diamonds of crystal blue
From the day my Grandfather died
Until you departed too

Less then a week before my twelfth birthday
My special day
They took him away

I would not ever see this man again
My hopes and my dreams they died that day

They would never be, the same again
But I would try and live, to dream again

I made Grandma my new pal; and she was really swell

But as young men often have too; they do
I had to find another

For she could not keep my pace
She would not win that race

They took her too; to live in another home
For she could no longer live alone

I hoped and I'd pray
But, things weren't meat to be, that day

I wanted her to stay
But, fate decided it
And she moved away

My hopes and my dreams
Had taken another turn
They were lead away

They lead me straightly; to you
Grandma was no longer my gal

I think she was okay with this
She was eager to see us hitched

She got to see our first son
And her first great granddaughter

But, as time would have it
She’d miss the birth of
Our third child

She died in May way to early
And he was born in June
Under a blue moon

Our little man
My hopes and my dreams
They changed again

Four years married and going strong
Grandma loved me until the very end
I am sure of it

I guess she and Mom
Will be the only ones
Who will; ever do

But, I was never allowed to get to close
To my Mother, or to any other

You; got a taste of this
As times really got tough
And rough; for us

You became aware of it; from
The sand bagging brigade
And their fearless leader

As the son of another man
I was often buried there, in their sand
As they did unto you

With all the heart aches, yet to come
My hopes and my dreams they marched along
We two; we held strong

Head long into our tenth year of bliss
No! Why…oh why? Why This?
To slow was my pace, I guess

Will I never win, this damned old race?
No, I can’t save face; my old face

For you have stopped running with me
And you took to a new course
Of course

My hopes and my dreams they died
That day, though I had tried I could not
Revive them, I could not; dying

My beaten heart, it is near to Death; holding his hand
But, no shock will revive me; I am not trying
For now my heart, it is set

On new Hopes and new dreams
And they are not of
This Flesh's World

by
Sinbad the Sailor Man

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I know how rough things seem to get from time to time, but we must always be mindful that all things pass away. Good times, bad times, great times, and quite times, time has a JOB to do and that is to get Us All Back to the Point of No Return.  Most of my readers and friends know about the Sailor Man's Zeal for his God and the Son of Man, Our Lord and Saviour The Christ Jesus.

But, most don't Know his story or even their own stories. And why this world is so confuse on Its story, a post for another day. Time changes all things. Change is commanded to happen, all things must change. All be it at different rates of speed all things do change. There is nothing new under our sun or under God's Son.

With that said I'll move along, the inter-net changes daily and at various rates of speed, I want you to know that what worked yesterday, may no longer be working today, and that it just might be working again tomorrow. So if you wish to do well with an inter-net business you must stay up to speed and keep learning and modifying your efforts. I told you all before this is not a business for any kind of laziness. This is work and lots of it. I hate to read but, I like doing what I am doing. Creating writes and pretending I have a real job once again, has done me a world of good, I've got a reason once again to get up and out of my coffin.

I might not be making any real money just yet, but I can see the potential everywhere now as before I couldn't see the light of day. We are all in for big changes in this century whether we want them or not, they are coming. Some good, some great, and others absolutely terrifying to some. We all need to wake up and take notice and give notice. Our health in this great country sucks our Education Systems suck, the Economy now sucks, our morals have been depleted, degraded, and self pleasure has replaced all that once was great about Our Country.

People are not people, they are Sheep awaiting their fleecing  and their slaughter. This is done as it has always been done and by whom it's always been done by the Dark Prince of this World.
Our country was once much different then any other and we need to get back on track and we need to do it today, for tomorrow never comes, and it is promise to none No not anyone.

This is the free-est Country in the world because we once held and hailed it to be One Country Under GOD, Indivisible. But you look around we are all divided we are no longer One for All and All for One. We have been swayed to be every one for themselves and no one else. Or that is where we are being lead and that too is a predestined, forewarned, prophecy. A One world Order is coming it must  and it needs to be done with the people, We the peoples' knowledge.
 
Wake Up and take notice, time is running out! It does lead to a new beginning for Us all. But until then, be Fruitful and Multiply, Create and Do Right by one another, we are all God's children and we all shall be judged by our Actions and our Thoughts. Everyone is Accountable for their own soul. Earn as you Learn, Grow as you Go, Somebody Come and Play. Live, Love, and Honor one another and be Humble before our God. He is Father to Us All. We need to heal Our Mother as well, for we only Have One and she is Our Life Force here in the sea of Darkness.  

Come Sail Away Come Sail Away with Me Who Captain's Your Ship? You do, But who is you Navigator? 

Have a Better Tomorrow, but Live and Love here Today

Thank you for the read Sinbad the Sailor Man   

 

My Hopes and Dreams

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I am new to WordPress and it will take me some time to read and learn this Blogger's capabilities . But, I all ready know I love It! This Blogger has every thing I want and need, and I haven't even gotten that far into it yet. I have only been here about two weeks now and I can see it's value and worth to/for me and my Ideals. That I have to promote My Poetry.

I will be changing this Blogs name soon I hope to my personal websites domain name: http://ww.sinbadthesailorman.com

I think this is Free or reasonably cheap to do, here at WordPress.com

I am now trying to update and revamp my Website: Poetry, Writes, and Other Stuff from Sinbad the Sailor Man. I have for the last ten years been looking for ways to make money here on the Inter-Net/The World Wide Web. I have try a few different things, ebay, affiliate programs, and I even built my own store and selling Leather Goods here on the Web.

Well that post, was posted on July 14th. My Daughter's Birth Day. I didn't get to see her than on it or since then. They (my children) are reaching that tender teen age years were daddies aren't all that important. Unless they can finance their wants and needs or take them here or there.

I am not able or have been able for these last ten to twelve years now. Another reason I am trying to get busy and noticed. I have a want, no a need to become the Provider that has been absent from their lives this last decade. And I have committed to try my ass off until Christmas day 2010, I have been at it, everyday now since the third of July 2010.

I have made progress, but no money yet, it's been thirty-days and I have made about three dollars, but from some of the Horror stories I have heard I am doing fairly well for thirty days well almost thirty-days, twenty-eight if we are being correct and we must be when in this business, that we wish to be apart of, advertisement is that business. It is both what gets you seen and makes you the monetary monies you are desiring.

It's all about traffic Not! I have heard this said and in part it is true, but what keeps a person still on the net is what keeps them still in real time and/or real life. That is their interests. Motion and sound with splashes of color is what pauses the reader, but it is not what keeps them reading. So keep and eye on my blogs and on all my sites I have buried info into them every where. As I had to digg it up so shall you, but now you know where it can be found.

As I am learning I will be sharing, It won't cost you anything, but time and reading. Any thing worth having is worth working for or so I always have believed this to be true, you May StumblUpon a tid bit here and there some where else, but search me, watch me, as I climb up and down the engines ladders.

I am already at the top and in the first few pages of their result and have not paid one red cent to be there, but I have put in some time in to stay there as others will try and earn or steal my current positioning . TTFN see ya around the block. I'll be the one leaning upon the walls and reading the Good Book.

Come and play and create with me, watch and see if we can't rock the house with some great content. My friends the tweepeoples, tubers, spacers, and neons are all a like they like to be social, an inter action is what they crave. And this is true from east to west far and wide, Our planet is getting smaller every day.

TTFN
CYA Later Taters!
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Donnie/ Sinbad the Sailor Man