Fact is: We know! We know! (You) are our fault!
Fact is: We can’t change this!
Fact is: Only (YOU) can change this!
Fact is: We give you the gift of life!
Fact is: We did the best we could razing you with what we had to work with at the time.
Fact is: If you don’t like the hand you were dealt in life, then change it!
Fact is: If you want a better life, go get it! Nobody gave us ours!
Fact is: We gave you life! We don’t owe you a living!
Fact is: In our grand parent’s time, Children were seen not heard!
Fact is: We have come along way with parenting, now it’s your turn!
When I was young, it was an age in time when women were just coming out of the (women are property stage) men were expected to be good providers, women to be good mothers and good wives.
At this time women were starting to go out into the work force. This brought more money into the house hold for cars, TV’s, new furniture and so on. This was the structure of the family house hold at the time. Children were just kids and were treated as such. The father worked and relaxed and the mother worked and keep the house and the kids were kids, they played they studied, they grew up the best they could with two parents out of the house for 8 hours a day.
No one taught our parents how to be parents, good bad or other wise. Our parents didn’t have doctor spock or Sesame Street and most didn’t even have a TV! World wide information was unheard of or communicated by way of the grapevine. It was still sociably exemptible to smack your kid up side the head for not doing as they were told even if you happened to be in a public place. There was no young offenders act. If you messed up your father dealt with you when he got home and you learned through beatings how to show respect for an elder.
Women at that time had become accustom to working at a job all day and then coming home, cook dinner do the wash clean the house and take car of the kids. The husband came home, read the paper and watched the news on TV then went out to play darts or bowling or just out to drink at the veteran’s legion. (This is the way it was at that time! Men had done their job by freeing the world from War) Some spent time with their son’s or daughters but it was rare, fathers provided the money for the outfit, baseball football what ever, mothers bought them and sent the kids out to play the game.
At that time in our history it was not cool for a man to show affection towards another man. It was not expectable to hug or kiss someone from the opposite sex. Homosexuals were not even talked about or if they were talked about it was that they should be lynched.
Fathers treated boys as young men that grow up to be men and providers; girls were treated as young women that grow up to be wives and mothers.
As the baby boomers grew up and had kids of their own, the cars TVs and new furniture were common house hold items that everyone had, but the women had become part of the work force. And with equal pay for equal work, women were making as much or close to the wages of the husband.
Now in this time in our history the money was enough to send some kids to university for an education so they could get a better paying job. Not all could afford this and not all children wanted to go to school. But most parents tried to put them in to sports and took them on vacations; we bought them computers and video games, bikes and any other toys they wanted, all the things our parents couldn’t buy us at the time because there just was not enough money.
At this time in our life men and women were just starting to share the work at home, the man was not use to this new way of thinking and the women in turn still considered it their responsibility to take care of the nurturing, and yes some fathers took their sons out to sports but mostly it was the mothers again that took over this part of the child razing.
Men were still under the impression that a son had to become a man, it was becoming more common or socially exemptible for man to show affection towards his fellow man but not yet completely understood by the old school way of thinking.
So fathers were still a little distant from there son’s on the love and affection part but they had moved ahead by leaps and bounds when it came to showing affection towards their daughters. Daughters became little princesses but were still expected to grow up and be good mothers and good wives.
Now at this time man was still providing but he now had extra money coming into the house hold from the wife working, this gave him the opportunity to enjoy more things in his life like motor cycles, fast cars, speed boats and such, so man continued to go out and play while the women were still working a job and staying home nurturing the children.
Now that our children are grown and they are having children of their own, the man in the house hold has become more a part of the family, he helps out at home with the cooking cleaning and taking on responsibility for his part in the house hold.
The fathers of today take there kids out to sports they try to share in all the child is trying to accomplish in life and they try to be a big part of there children’s life. They are no longer just a provider they are an intricate part of the family structure. And their children will be raised with this closeness from their fathers. And hopefully end up better people because of it. (Hugging or showing affection towards a son has become socially expectable)
This in turn gives the women not only time to work but time to go out shopping to the beauty pallor, aerobics’ all the things women like to do to pamper them self and just get away from the day to day house hold annoyances. As man has been doing for at least the last 50 years!
The new family structure is accepting, men and women, fathers and mothers, girls and boys, brothers and sisters as equals in the family structure all sharing in the love and affection between family members.
This means the children have to be responsible and not just the parent they need to do there share of the house hold chores. This is something that was lacking in most of our children, house hold duties. This is where they lost respect for their elders, and the new laws took away the right for the parent to administer discipline.
This occurred because of both parents being out in the work force so this gave the children more time to direct there own activities and not many made house hold chores a top priority on their daily routine and when the parents were home, they didn’t want to spend their leaser time screaming and yelling at kids that have been running their own lives all day. So our children were left to run their own lives.
What our children need to understand is that we are from the old school; We didn’t have world wide information on how to be parents, or how a normal family structure should work. (If in fact there is such a thing as a normal family) We lived our lives the why we were taught at the time in our history, as they live their lives the way they were taught in theirs.
I think if you look around, you would have to agree that most of the people you know have come from a dysfunctional family. All we can hope for is that it keeps getting better as the generations move on.
So if one of your children ever accuses you of not coming up to there standers of parent hood. Agree, because it’s true! (Children are a product of there up bringing)!!!!
But explain to them that you are a product of your up bringing, as they are a product of theirs. And if they become better parents, husbands/wives or poeple from there up bringing as you have become a better parent husband or person from your up bringing.
Then you as a parent have done your job!
And then explain to the little darlings that their children are going to be a product of their up bringing! And in turn grow up to blame their parents for their upbringing. As is right because we are all a product of our up bringing and yes, we as parents are responsible for the way (Our children) have turned out!
Sit back dear baby boomers and watch as our children show us that they can be better parents than we were!
For what more could a parent ask for, than for their children to have a better life than they them selves have had!
Love Always
&
Forever Peace
R.Coldguy....The Old Baby Boomer
Saturday, March 4, 2006
Thursday, March 2, 2006
Getting on with the What's in my life
I think I've found the answer to the question why? (Well for me anyway :)
I think we are who we are because of the people in our life that have influenced us when we were growing from a primitive state as children into a civilized state as adults.
As in the following story, I believe that Dad is still alive inside me, and he won't die for me until I die my self. I have lived my life as the story say's, with Dad inside me. (Maybe this is why I never had the need of a man made God to help me through life?)
I chose good or evil depending on what I thought would upset or please my father. So I guess he was my God and I was the devil. (But I always got to make the final decision) If I thought it would shame Dad, I wouldn't do it, but if I thought Dad would understand because of the circumstances then I would do what ever was necessary to accomplish my goal.
Uncle Lloyd how ever taught me how to accomplish those goals.
Dad sent you to Uncle Lloyd's for him to turn you into a man, someone that could do what ever it takes to make a living from shoveling shit right on up to giving you the trust and respect to be able drive something as important as a combine.
Uncle Lloyd taught us what we needed to become men; the only difference is he taught us differently because we are different. I don't know how old you were when you use to go up to the farm, but as I remember it you wanted to go because you loved it up there.
I was 14, the year before Dad died. I was a skinny Geake looking kid, that was basically lazy and didn't want to do shit, I think this might have had a good part to do with Dad sending me up there to become a man well that and the fact that he thought you had become a better man because of the time you spent on the farm.
I learned to work from sun up till sun down for nothing but the food I got to eat at meals. I learned how to have fun by razing shit. and I learned how to drink, but what I think I learned most is that if you are right, then you should stand up for your beliefs even if you have to go up against someone that is twice your size. (This would explain why size never mattered to me :) I was taught to bluff, but that if need be, you backed up the bluff so that the next guy new that, (well that) You! Don’t Bluff :)
So I think this is my answer to the question why: My morals are from an uncle that taught me how to be a man. I determine what my morals are from a father that is still alive inside me.
When Moms body stops functioning she will become part of me to, the body will be placed in a grave beside the body of the man she found love with in this life. But Mom as with Dad will always be inside of me just as Dad is always there to help me decide whether to fuck the hooker or try to save her:) and Uncle Lloyd is always there to help me decide whether to shoot the pimp or just brake his legs:)
Like I have said before 85 % of the people out there will back down if they are threatened with bodily harm, (Because they are liars thieves cowards and have no morals) it's the 15 % that you have to worry about, the ones that are just crazy enough to push it right to the end.
I'm proud to be my fathers son, I'm proud to be my uncles idea of the man he thought I could be.
But most of all I'm proud to be one of the 15%!!!!!
I think I have found the answer to my question why?
I think it best to let the rest of mankind figure out their own; Why.
I think I will listen to my brothers advice once again and get on with the; What’s in my life.
Now read on because when she asked I didn't have an answer; I do now :)
Thanks for putting up with me Bro.
Love Always
&
Peace Forever
Your Bro.
When Infinity was here at Christmas, she called up on the bed with me and looked up into my eyes and said with little tears in her eyes> I don’t want you to die Grandpa.
The following is how I'm going to explain it to her when I get out there or try anyway :)
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How do I describe the most important part of life to you little Princess?
With out death little princess there is no life. Everything that lives die’s this is the way of things, the trees, the flowers, the birds, the bee’s, the animals and yes humans to.
When I was very young, my father’s heart stopped and his body stopped functioning. When they told me of my father’s death, I couldn’t believe it! He was there I saw him just hours ago. I could still see my fathers face in my mind he couldn’t be dead he couldn’t!
I got my hat and coat and I went out for a walk, I needed to be by my self so I could work this out my self. Wail I was walking I was talking to my father it was like he was still there walking beside me, I could see him I could feel his love and I could feel the closeness and the love inside me that I felt for him.
As we walked along, I told Dad that I couldn’t handle this I was too young to take care of my mother and my sister. Dad put his arm around me and as he hugged me he said; Son If it doesn't kill you it will make you stronger.
And then he said something to me that helped me through the rest of my life.
Now you my say I’m crazy because my fathers body was no longer able to function in this world and was no longer here with us, but I’m telling you as we walked along I could still see him as if he was right there beside me.
As we walked along he said to me; Son my body has failed me and it is time for me to go, but my love and the love we shared together can live on in you and as long as you keep that love inside your heart I will be with you always to watch over you and to help you as you travel through life
Through the years I have kept my father alive inside me, I can still see his face and I can still hear his laughter, I can still see him dancing with a baby in his arms. I remember his views, his laughter and his love.
Now when ever I make a decision in life Dad is right there with me. I knew how Dad felt and he would not be proud of me if I was doing something wrong to some one else. So I tried to live my life so that he would always be proud of me.
So you see little princess it’s the body that dies not the person inside, the person inside will live on forever as long as there is someone to keep them inside their heart and keep their love alive.
So when my body stops working and it is time for me to move on. Then I will join my father and we will both live inside of you, your mother, your father, your brother and your Grandma to.
As life moves on and as you grow as a young women, I will be there inside your heart, I will be there when you laugh I will be there when you cry I will be there to comfort you when you need someone to talk to. I will be inside you in that special place we keep all the love we feel for each other.
You will have children and they will have children and you will grow old and become a Grandmother your self. And then one day your body will get to old to work anymore and it will stop functioning as is the way of all living things and then you too will move on to be with me and my father and we will live on in the hearts of your children and your grandchildren.
So you see little princess, Grandpa will never really die, my body will stop working one day because that is the way of things.
But Grandpas love, his laughter and all the memories you have of your Grandpa will live on inside you until one day when it is time and your body no longer can keep going and your body stops working and you move on.
The inside you the love and the warmth that has been pasted on to you from all the generations before you will all be joined again as one big family.
Living on forever in the hearts of our children.
I love you little princess
Gramps
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Maybe this is why I don't need closer in death. The ones I love have never really died, their body stops functioning and it's disposed of yes, but they are still alive inside me, until the end.
R.Coldguy
I think we are who we are because of the people in our life that have influenced us when we were growing from a primitive state as children into a civilized state as adults.
As in the following story, I believe that Dad is still alive inside me, and he won't die for me until I die my self. I have lived my life as the story say's, with Dad inside me. (Maybe this is why I never had the need of a man made God to help me through life?)
I chose good or evil depending on what I thought would upset or please my father. So I guess he was my God and I was the devil. (But I always got to make the final decision) If I thought it would shame Dad, I wouldn't do it, but if I thought Dad would understand because of the circumstances then I would do what ever was necessary to accomplish my goal.
Uncle Lloyd how ever taught me how to accomplish those goals.
Dad sent you to Uncle Lloyd's for him to turn you into a man, someone that could do what ever it takes to make a living from shoveling shit right on up to giving you the trust and respect to be able drive something as important as a combine.
Uncle Lloyd taught us what we needed to become men; the only difference is he taught us differently because we are different. I don't know how old you were when you use to go up to the farm, but as I remember it you wanted to go because you loved it up there.
I was 14, the year before Dad died. I was a skinny Geake looking kid, that was basically lazy and didn't want to do shit, I think this might have had a good part to do with Dad sending me up there to become a man well that and the fact that he thought you had become a better man because of the time you spent on the farm.
I learned to work from sun up till sun down for nothing but the food I got to eat at meals. I learned how to have fun by razing shit. and I learned how to drink, but what I think I learned most is that if you are right, then you should stand up for your beliefs even if you have to go up against someone that is twice your size. (This would explain why size never mattered to me :) I was taught to bluff, but that if need be, you backed up the bluff so that the next guy new that, (well that) You! Don’t Bluff :)
So I think this is my answer to the question why: My morals are from an uncle that taught me how to be a man. I determine what my morals are from a father that is still alive inside me.
When Moms body stops functioning she will become part of me to, the body will be placed in a grave beside the body of the man she found love with in this life. But Mom as with Dad will always be inside of me just as Dad is always there to help me decide whether to fuck the hooker or try to save her:) and Uncle Lloyd is always there to help me decide whether to shoot the pimp or just brake his legs:)
Like I have said before 85 % of the people out there will back down if they are threatened with bodily harm, (Because they are liars thieves cowards and have no morals) it's the 15 % that you have to worry about, the ones that are just crazy enough to push it right to the end.
I'm proud to be my fathers son, I'm proud to be my uncles idea of the man he thought I could be.
But most of all I'm proud to be one of the 15%!!!!!
I think I have found the answer to my question why?
I think it best to let the rest of mankind figure out their own; Why.
I think I will listen to my brothers advice once again and get on with the; What’s in my life.
Now read on because when she asked I didn't have an answer; I do now :)
Thanks for putting up with me Bro.
Love Always
&
Peace Forever
Your Bro.
When Infinity was here at Christmas, she called up on the bed with me and looked up into my eyes and said with little tears in her eyes> I don’t want you to die Grandpa.
The following is how I'm going to explain it to her when I get out there or try anyway :)
=================================================================
How do I describe the most important part of life to you little Princess?
With out death little princess there is no life. Everything that lives die’s this is the way of things, the trees, the flowers, the birds, the bee’s, the animals and yes humans to.
When I was very young, my father’s heart stopped and his body stopped functioning. When they told me of my father’s death, I couldn’t believe it! He was there I saw him just hours ago. I could still see my fathers face in my mind he couldn’t be dead he couldn’t!
I got my hat and coat and I went out for a walk, I needed to be by my self so I could work this out my self. Wail I was walking I was talking to my father it was like he was still there walking beside me, I could see him I could feel his love and I could feel the closeness and the love inside me that I felt for him.
As we walked along, I told Dad that I couldn’t handle this I was too young to take care of my mother and my sister. Dad put his arm around me and as he hugged me he said; Son If it doesn't kill you it will make you stronger.
And then he said something to me that helped me through the rest of my life.
Now you my say I’m crazy because my fathers body was no longer able to function in this world and was no longer here with us, but I’m telling you as we walked along I could still see him as if he was right there beside me.
As we walked along he said to me; Son my body has failed me and it is time for me to go, but my love and the love we shared together can live on in you and as long as you keep that love inside your heart I will be with you always to watch over you and to help you as you travel through life
Through the years I have kept my father alive inside me, I can still see his face and I can still hear his laughter, I can still see him dancing with a baby in his arms. I remember his views, his laughter and his love.
Now when ever I make a decision in life Dad is right there with me. I knew how Dad felt and he would not be proud of me if I was doing something wrong to some one else. So I tried to live my life so that he would always be proud of me.
So you see little princess it’s the body that dies not the person inside, the person inside will live on forever as long as there is someone to keep them inside their heart and keep their love alive.
So when my body stops working and it is time for me to move on. Then I will join my father and we will both live inside of you, your mother, your father, your brother and your Grandma to.
As life moves on and as you grow as a young women, I will be there inside your heart, I will be there when you laugh I will be there when you cry I will be there to comfort you when you need someone to talk to. I will be inside you in that special place we keep all the love we feel for each other.
You will have children and they will have children and you will grow old and become a Grandmother your self. And then one day your body will get to old to work anymore and it will stop functioning as is the way of all living things and then you too will move on to be with me and my father and we will live on in the hearts of your children and your grandchildren.
So you see little princess, Grandpa will never really die, my body will stop working one day because that is the way of things.
But Grandpas love, his laughter and all the memories you have of your Grandpa will live on inside you until one day when it is time and your body no longer can keep going and your body stops working and you move on.
The inside you the love and the warmth that has been pasted on to you from all the generations before you will all be joined again as one big family.
Living on forever in the hearts of our children.
I love you little princess
Gramps
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Maybe this is why I don't need closer in death. The ones I love have never really died, their body stops functioning and it's disposed of yes, but they are still alive inside me, until the end.
R.Coldguy
Monday, February 20, 2006
Why?
I think I’m about done with my study on the question; Why?
It is my finding that, religion is a man made belief instituted by the rich to gain power and control while giving the poor strength and hope.
I believe that the evolution of mankind was helped along at some point in our past by someone other than man. But I think this question can only be answered in our future.
I am lead to believe from my research that man is like any other living thing on this planet that has a reproductive cycle. All living things go through the cycle of life some die young, some live out a very productive life, some have to strive to stay alive, while some have every thing they need right in front of them for the taking, and all living things have the ability to reproduce (this is a constant in all living things) From a tree that lives 100’s of years to a mosquito that lives from 10 to 20 days. The only noticeable difference is that man thinks he is superior over all other living things.
I believe that man has the power of thought over all other living things, I don’t how ever believe that this makes man superior to all living things, I do believe that with the power of thought man has the conscious choice between right or wrong.
I have come to the conclusion that there is no God, no after life, no heaven, no hell! Something Greater than man does not exist on this planet! (If it did exist (IT) would Rule the Planet)! There for there is no substantial reason (Prof) at this point in time of the evolution of man, for one to believe in a man made God.
It is my belief that religion or the belief in anything greater than man was fabricated by man to either control man or gave man the peace of mind that he will be forgiven for his sins.
I have found no proof what so ever that would lead me to believe that there is or ever was a hereafter of any kind.
After many, many hours (At least two weeks :) of intensive research, I have how ever come to believe that there is indeed a God and a Devil! (But not just one) I believe that there is one God and one Devil inside each and every one of us.
From my research I have come to believe that it’s not the power of thought that makes us different from all other living things. It’s the ability to apply that thought to do good or evil and it’s the individual person that has to make that decision for them self. No one else knows what another person is thinking. So it is up to your inner self whether you chose to do good or evil. No out side force can do this for you! The final decision is up to you!
It is my belief that there is and never has been a God like creator of any kind, that there is and has never been a heaven or hereafter or a purgatory where you go to answer for your sins.
It’s my findings that mankind can feel free to, kill, rob, rape, lie and deceive his fellow man all he wants! He can destroy the land and kill off all of earths living things, because it doesn’t really matter in the end. We where a lifeless planet once, mankind is the only one that stands to lose anything other than life it self if we become a lifeless planet again.
It is my finding that; there is no final retribution at the end of the rainbow!
It is my findings that mankind can go wild! For the only thing one has to answer to in the end is one’s self!
And as to the question; Why?
I have come to the conclusion:
Why the Fuck Not?
And the answer to this question can only be found: In one’s inner self!
Personally: I’m going to keep doing it my way, I sleep like a baby
Love Always
&
Forever Peace
R.Coldguy
P.S.
I believe. what goes around comes around!
I don’t believe this will make you wealthy beyond your wildest dreams.
I do believe it will bring you happiness in your life.
Thus; I sleep like a baby:)
It is my finding that, religion is a man made belief instituted by the rich to gain power and control while giving the poor strength and hope.
I believe that the evolution of mankind was helped along at some point in our past by someone other than man. But I think this question can only be answered in our future.
I am lead to believe from my research that man is like any other living thing on this planet that has a reproductive cycle. All living things go through the cycle of life some die young, some live out a very productive life, some have to strive to stay alive, while some have every thing they need right in front of them for the taking, and all living things have the ability to reproduce (this is a constant in all living things) From a tree that lives 100’s of years to a mosquito that lives from 10 to 20 days. The only noticeable difference is that man thinks he is superior over all other living things.
I believe that man has the power of thought over all other living things, I don’t how ever believe that this makes man superior to all living things, I do believe that with the power of thought man has the conscious choice between right or wrong.
I have come to the conclusion that there is no God, no after life, no heaven, no hell! Something Greater than man does not exist on this planet! (If it did exist (IT) would Rule the Planet)! There for there is no substantial reason (Prof) at this point in time of the evolution of man, for one to believe in a man made God.
It is my belief that religion or the belief in anything greater than man was fabricated by man to either control man or gave man the peace of mind that he will be forgiven for his sins.
I have found no proof what so ever that would lead me to believe that there is or ever was a hereafter of any kind.
After many, many hours (At least two weeks :) of intensive research, I have how ever come to believe that there is indeed a God and a Devil! (But not just one) I believe that there is one God and one Devil inside each and every one of us.
From my research I have come to believe that it’s not the power of thought that makes us different from all other living things. It’s the ability to apply that thought to do good or evil and it’s the individual person that has to make that decision for them self. No one else knows what another person is thinking. So it is up to your inner self whether you chose to do good or evil. No out side force can do this for you! The final decision is up to you!
It is my belief that there is and never has been a God like creator of any kind, that there is and has never been a heaven or hereafter or a purgatory where you go to answer for your sins.
It’s my findings that mankind can feel free to, kill, rob, rape, lie and deceive his fellow man all he wants! He can destroy the land and kill off all of earths living things, because it doesn’t really matter in the end. We where a lifeless planet once, mankind is the only one that stands to lose anything other than life it self if we become a lifeless planet again.
It is my finding that; there is no final retribution at the end of the rainbow!
It is my findings that mankind can go wild! For the only thing one has to answer to in the end is one’s self!
And as to the question; Why?
I have come to the conclusion:
Why the Fuck Not?
And the answer to this question can only be found: In one’s inner self!
Personally: I’m going to keep doing it my way, I sleep like a baby
Love Always
&
Forever Peace
R.Coldguy
P.S.
I believe. what goes around comes around!
I don’t believe this will make you wealthy beyond your wildest dreams.
I do believe it will bring you happiness in your life.
Thus; I sleep like a baby:)
Monday, December 26, 2005
Two More Minutes
To my Wife, My Lover, My best Friend
Two more minutes with you, is all I really want or need.
I don’t need a fancy new house or one of those shinny new cars.
I don’t need to watch the sun come up or to watch the sun go down.
I don’t need too walk on a sandy beach or skip stones through the swells.
I don’t really need for anything at all.
Two more minutes with you, is all I really want or need.
Two more minutes, holding you in my arms.
Two more minutes, touching your skin.
Two more minutes, smelling your hair.
Two more minutes, kissing your lips.
Two more minutes with you, is all I really want or need.
I don’t want any of those silly girls out there.
I don’t want any of those new fashion designs.
I don’t want all the toys the other guys have.
I don’t really want for anything at all.
Two more minutes with you, is all I really want or need.
Two more minutes, holding you warmly in my arms.
Two more minutes, gently touching your soft skin.
Two more minutes, smelling your silky hair.
Two more minutes, kissing your sweet lips.
Two more minutes with you, is all I really want or need.
So remember my darling whenever you think of me.
Those last two minutes I spent holding you warmly in my arms gently touching your soft skin while breathing in the sweet cent of your silky hair as I kissed your sweet lips;
Were all I will ever need.
Your husband, your lover, your best friend
R.Coldguy
Thanks For the Good Times
Happy Birthday my Friend
I didn’t know what to get for you, because you’re so dam hard to please.
It seems like I get in trouble every time I turn around, even when I sneeze.
It would have to be a special gift, something with lots of class.
Something that is just for you, something that will last.
It would have to be as strong a steal, something that will never break.
It would have to be something just for you, something no one else could take.
A special gift from me to you, a gift that can’t be returned.
Something from the two of us, from all the things we’ve learned.
I give you all our memories Jim, all the laughter and all the fun.
I would like to stick around for more, but I really have to run.
You don’t have to open it, just keep it deep inside.
I’ll keep mine inside of me and cherish them with pride.
For birthdays are our life you see, and every year at this time.
Where ever the roads have taken me, you’ll be on my mind.
Take this gift I give to you, were ever you may be.
Think of all the fun we had, when you think of me.
Love Always
&
Forever Peace
Old Friend
R.Coldguy
F.F.F.F
I didn’t know what to get for you, because you’re so dam hard to please.
It seems like I get in trouble every time I turn around, even when I sneeze.
It would have to be a special gift, something with lots of class.
Something that is just for you, something that will last.
It would have to be as strong a steal, something that will never break.
It would have to be something just for you, something no one else could take.
A special gift from me to you, a gift that can’t be returned.
Something from the two of us, from all the things we’ve learned.
I give you all our memories Jim, all the laughter and all the fun.
I would like to stick around for more, but I really have to run.
You don’t have to open it, just keep it deep inside.
I’ll keep mine inside of me and cherish them with pride.
For birthdays are our life you see, and every year at this time.
Where ever the roads have taken me, you’ll be on my mind.
Take this gift I give to you, were ever you may be.
Think of all the fun we had, when you think of me.
Love Always
&
Forever Peace
Old Friend
R.Coldguy
F.F.F.F
Is There a Santa Clause?
Is There A Santa Clause?
Is There a Santa Clause?
Come sit with me a moment, climb up here by my side.
After you listen to my story, maybe then you can decide.
Once upon a cold winters night, not so very long ago.
Your Mom and I were walking, leaving footprints in the snow.
Hand in hand we walked along, admiring all the Christmas lights.
Suddenly she fell to her knees, her eyes all filled with fright.
She said she didn't feel so well, all dizzy and kind of numb.
So I picked her up into my arms, as I did my best to run
The Doctor said it was a virus, just a bug that's in the air.
There was nothing he could do, for there was nothing to repair.
As she lay upon that hospital bed, so pail and oh so white.
I prayed to all the Gods above, that she would be all right.
This may not seem so strange to you, but it certainly was for me.
For I never did believe you see, in something I could not see
There was no answer from above, to me this was no surprise
For when you stop believing in miracles, is when all the magic dies.
You may not remember any of this, for you where so very young.
But this would be the very first Christmas, spent without your Mom.
Your brother stayed at Grandma's and I left you at your aunt Em's.
I needed some time to be by myself, with no family and no friend's.
Sitting all alone each night, with no presents beneath the tree.
What could I do to make things right, and then it came to me.
If Santa Clause is not a myth, if he's real when you believe.
Then I'll ask Santa for his help, upon this Christmas Eve.
Dear Santa is how I started it and this is how it read.
No present’s do I want this year, it's your help I need instead.
It's a special gift I need you see, that maybe only you can give.
It's a simple thing, it's for my wife, she needs the will to live.
As I got up on Christmas morn, everything seemed just right
It's the first time in many days, I've slept all through the night.
The stockings hung there empty, no gifts beneath the tree.
Could he have left my special gift, I couldn't wait to see.
Throwing on my hat and coat, as I stumbled across the floor.
I started running as fast as I could, as I went flying out the door.
As I stepped into her room that day, you can imagine my surprise.
When I seen the smile on her face and the twinkle in her eyes.
As I sat there holding her in my arms, as happy as we both could be.
I couldn't believe the very next words, that your mother said to me.
This little old man with a long white beard, had come within a dream.
He'd brought with him a gift from me, a very special gift is seams.
Now every year about this time, that twinkle will appear.
Some say it's just the winters light, or maybe just a tear.
Your mom and I will laugh and say, it's really not a trick.
It's a special gift I gave to her, delivered by old Saint Nick.
Is Santa real or make-believe? It's really not for me to say.
All I really know for sure, is that it happened just this way.
You've heard me tell my story and now it's up to you it seems.
Is Santa real or make believe or just someone in our dreams?
One World! One God! One Race!
The Human Race!!!
Standing together to make a better world,
For All Mankind!!!!
Love Always
&
Forever Peace
Is There a Santa Clause?
Come sit with me a moment, climb up here by my side.
After you listen to my story, maybe then you can decide.
Once upon a cold winters night, not so very long ago.
Your Mom and I were walking, leaving footprints in the snow.
Hand in hand we walked along, admiring all the Christmas lights.
Suddenly she fell to her knees, her eyes all filled with fright.
She said she didn't feel so well, all dizzy and kind of numb.
So I picked her up into my arms, as I did my best to run
The Doctor said it was a virus, just a bug that's in the air.
There was nothing he could do, for there was nothing to repair.
As she lay upon that hospital bed, so pail and oh so white.
I prayed to all the Gods above, that she would be all right.
This may not seem so strange to you, but it certainly was for me.
For I never did believe you see, in something I could not see
There was no answer from above, to me this was no surprise
For when you stop believing in miracles, is when all the magic dies.
You may not remember any of this, for you where so very young.
But this would be the very first Christmas, spent without your Mom.
Your brother stayed at Grandma's and I left you at your aunt Em's.
I needed some time to be by myself, with no family and no friend's.
Sitting all alone each night, with no presents beneath the tree.
What could I do to make things right, and then it came to me.
If Santa Clause is not a myth, if he's real when you believe.
Then I'll ask Santa for his help, upon this Christmas Eve.
Dear Santa is how I started it and this is how it read.
No present’s do I want this year, it's your help I need instead.
It's a special gift I need you see, that maybe only you can give.
It's a simple thing, it's for my wife, she needs the will to live.
As I got up on Christmas morn, everything seemed just right
It's the first time in many days, I've slept all through the night.
The stockings hung there empty, no gifts beneath the tree.
Could he have left my special gift, I couldn't wait to see.
Throwing on my hat and coat, as I stumbled across the floor.
I started running as fast as I could, as I went flying out the door.
As I stepped into her room that day, you can imagine my surprise.
When I seen the smile on her face and the twinkle in her eyes.
As I sat there holding her in my arms, as happy as we both could be.
I couldn't believe the very next words, that your mother said to me.
This little old man with a long white beard, had come within a dream.
He'd brought with him a gift from me, a very special gift is seams.
Now every year about this time, that twinkle will appear.
Some say it's just the winters light, or maybe just a tear.
Your mom and I will laugh and say, it's really not a trick.
It's a special gift I gave to her, delivered by old Saint Nick.
Is Santa real or make-believe? It's really not for me to say.
All I really know for sure, is that it happened just this way.
You've heard me tell my story and now it's up to you it seems.
Is Santa real or make believe or just someone in our dreams?
One World! One God! One Race!
The Human Race!!!
Standing together to make a better world,
For All Mankind!!!!
Love Always
&
Forever Peace
Ray
P.S.
My wife had Guillian-Barr'e when my daughter was six months old, when Paula (my daughter) was about 9 years old she asked me If there was a Santa Clause, So I wrote her this poem.
Is the story in the poem true? Well...mostly..But It's been thirty two years now and my wife is still here enjoying her grandchildren every day and every year about this time you can still see that twinkle in her eye's, it could be just the lights from the tree, but...again... that would be up to you to decide!
Moral of the story: Never give up, life is to precious!!!
P.S.
My wife had Guillian-Barr'e when my daughter was six months old, when Paula (my daughter) was about 9 years old she asked me If there was a Santa Clause, So I wrote her this poem.
Is the story in the poem true? Well...mostly..But It's been thirty two years now and my wife is still here enjoying her grandchildren every day and every year about this time you can still see that twinkle in her eye's, it could be just the lights from the tree, but...again... that would be up to you to decide!
Moral of the story: Never give up, life is to precious!!!
Ray
No Where To Go
The R.V.rs Song
Sung to the tune of, On Top of Spaghetti , or some such happy go lucky tune :)
No where to go
We got no where to go and all day to get there.
Nothing to do with all kinds of time.
We never know where the next road may take us.
Up hill and down hill my true love and mine.
We travel these roads all alone but together.
Our bridges left burning put out by the rain.
We’ll know where we are as soon as we get there.
As we search for our new home in a town with no name.
But we got no where to go and all day to get there.
Nothing to do with all kinds of time.
We never know where the next road may take us.
Up hill and down hill my true love and mine.…….
We’ve seen mansions on mountains and ranches on rivers.
And ocean side cottages and cabins with streams.
A right turn or left turn it no longer matters.
For the home we are seeking is lost in our dreams.
But we got no where to go and all day to get there.
Nothing to do with all kinds of time.
We never know where the next road may take us.
Up hill and down hill my true love and mine.
The miles we are gaining with the time we are losing.
Are saving us more time too spend every day.
We’re not really sure if where going or coming.
Or just stopping in time, too move on our way.
But we got no where to go and all day to get there.
Nothing to do with all kinds of time.
We never know where the next road may take us.
Up hill and down hill my true love and mine.
The friends we have met on these roads filled with strangers.
Remind us of friendships that have passed in the night.
As the memories of loved one’s, left so far behind us.
Start fading with each day’s new dawning light.
But we got no where to go and all day to get there.
Nothing to do with all kinds of time.
We never know where the next road may take us.
Up hill and down hill my true love and mine.
Some signs say we’re welcome and thank us for staying.
And some say stay Out or Keep off of the grass.
We say yes sir and thanks ma’am to all the nice people.
And to all of the others it’s please kiss my……
Butt!
We got no where to go and all day to get there.
Nothing to do with all kinds of time.
We never know where the next road may take us.
Up hill and down hill my true love and mine.
Love Always
&
Peace Forever
Rcoldguy
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