David Harris Poems

A long time ago
in a land far away,
snowflakes fluttered down from the sky
like falling stars
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My life is an open book
that can be read at anytime.
Sometimes it has sunshine,
sometimes it has rain,
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In fields long ago, they fought
millions and millions fell on both sides.
Men, women and boys robbed of a future
in the futility of a world war.
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A house is not a home
if no one lives there.
Each room need a sparkle
with pictures on the wall.
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Always the bride, but not the groom
that is what I became
when I went to a Wedding in October.
We went to the wedding,
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Sometimes you want something
and you work hard to get it.
Thinking it will change your life forever
into something better than it is.
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We were floating on the sea of passion
on our new waterbed,
suddenly it sprang a leak
and the bed went flat.
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I want to know
where do the broken-hearted go
so I go there and live my life so.
We were happy and in love,
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Christmas can be a lonely time
whether you are young or old.
I remember growing up
how lonely it could be at times.
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If everyone held out
an olive branch
to everyone,
maybe peace at last
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