David Harris Poems

They say we come back fifty years,
after we are dead and gone.
Come back to start again,
amend the wrongs we’ve done.
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Everybody wishes for
that one special person
who will light up their life.
That one special person
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Some people are born under two flags.
Their parents are of two countries
and this is the situation of me.
I live under one flag,
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I had something strange happen to me.
Someone asked for a copy of my Easter sermon.
They said the words I spoke
made such of an impression on them.
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For as long as I live
all the love that I give
will be yours
and only yours.
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Two o’clock in the morning,
four hours before I go to work
and I cannot sleep.
My mind is filled with images
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Each day we walk life’s road
with its twists and turns
never knowing what the next corner brings.
For some it is great happiness
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Through the years, we have wandered.
Down these, narrow lanes.
First as children to the schoolhouse,
remember the fun and games,
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We wander down the paths,
we used so long ago, when we were young,
before the world we now know.
Down the country lanes, shaded and narrow,
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Yesterdays and yesteryears
are just memories now
But I would give almost anything
to relive them somehow
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