David Harris Poems

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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All my life I’ve always worried
what others thought of me.
When I was young, I was self-conscious
about the way I looked
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Some roads are long and weary
with plenty of troubles to get through;
sometimes it seems there is no end in sight.
Our self-esteem is failing
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Each day we cross
the bridges of uncertainty
never knowing what
we might meet when we get there,
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A reflection of a lonely life
is one that is sealed in silence
within desperate calls
that go unheard by anyone.
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I am not a rude or ignorant man,
but there are some things,
that I will not do.
Unfortunately, I do not like
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How many times have we heard it said
I told you so
when you do something wrong.
It is as if they are some kind of genius,
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The tracks I leave behind are hidden
for future generations to find.
Hidden within a facade of words
that sprout up like new shoots
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Sometimes we yearn for pastures greener
than the ones we already share,
virgin territories yet to be explored.
Not all pastures are greener
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