David Harris Poems

The moonlight danced across the waters
where the breeze made ripples there.
Nothing stirred the stillness
except the lonely hoot of an owl.
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If you look on the top of houses,
you will find a TV Ariel there,
a place for little birdies to sit
and have their tea break.
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We maybe strangers when we meet,
but as friends, we depart
and so the world goes round
with you never knowing
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How many of us read signs
and obey what they say
or do you turn your back
and carry on your merry way.
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Some memories are good,
some memories are sad;
some memories are bad,
almost nightmarish in fact.
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I am a working man
up from dawn to dusk.
I till the fields to keep my family fed.
The soil is not my right,
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In Loving Memory of Tiger 1981 - 1999

Tears fell today from my eyes
as I remembered a beloved pet
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The snowflakes fell
like white feathers from heaven
leaving a white blanket on the ground.
He trudged through the lonely streets
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Authors are funny creatures
whenever we write.
Most of the time
we don’t like what we’ve written,
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Some people say I am an Angel,
well not quite yet.
I am still trying to earn my wings.
I once had a pair
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