David Harris Poems

I walked home last night
as the dark clouds of night descended.
There above the horizon I saw
a cloud shaped like an angel
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Everyone needs recognition
for the things that they do
especially by those who matter most.
If they ignore you, call you second best
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In our busy world, we rarely see
what is right before our eyes.
The sky that leaks its teardrops
to cleanse and refresh the day.
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No one knows what goes on behind
the closed doors of the mind.
Thoughts that sometimes inspire
the deeds that transpires.
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Do you ever get one of those days
when the brain runs amok
and the tongue won’t get into gear
and all you can utter is gibberish
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Sometimes we go to places
to meet strangers
whom have come into our lives
never knowing what we might find.
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We look around at nature’s beauty
whose harvest is bounty full.
The mellow green of the trees
in which small birds make their home.
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We look at time begrudgingly
saying there is never enough of it
to do all the things we want to do.
When we were young, it seemed
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Come in when you see the fire burning,
come in and sit awhile.
There is a kettle always on the go
and some stories to make you smile.
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Once you’ve touched a dream
and know its reality,
you want to go back
and touch it again and again.
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