David Harris

Bronze Star - 2,567 Points (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

David Harris Poems

41. A Christmas Poem 12/17/2010
42. A Christmas Prayer 12/23/2007
43. A Circle Ever Growing 4/14/2011
44. A Clown 4/11/2010
45. A Coming Storm 4/4/2009
46. A Contented Life 3/27/2013
47. A Country Boy At Heart 3/5/2011
48. A Cows Rear Leg (Fun Poem 57) 1/31/2008
49. A Crowded Street 8/16/2008
50. A Daily Prayer 3/27/2010
51. A Dash 2/15/2012
52. A Date With A Mystery 7/23/2008
53. A Day Out By The Sea 6/11/2007
54. A Day Untitled 12/11/2008
55. A Degree In Stupidity (A Protest Poem) 3/3/2013
56. A Different Time And Place 1/19/2013
57. A Different Tune 8/4/2009
58. A Dilemma 8/24/2012
59. A Discarded Dream 1/9/2008
60. A Doctor’s Waiting Room (Fun Poem 40) 9/15/2007
61. A Double 11/19/2008
62. A Dream Away 11/3/2008
63. A Dream Away 2 8/16/2009
64. A Dream To Chase 7/10/2013
65. A Dreamers Lament 8/24/2007
66. A Face With No Future 1/28/2007
67. A Factory Mass-Producing Idiots 6/22/2007
68. A Family Christmas Tree 12/2/2007
69. A Farewell 5/15/2008
70. A Fated Sky 3/18/2008
71. A Feeling For Forgiveness 5/10/2008
72. A Few Little Words 5/28/2014
73. A Few Minutes To Spare 10/9/2009
74. A Few Things You Should Never Do 11/15/2007
75. A Fisherman 2/17/2011
76. A Fishy Mystery 7/5/2010
77. A Five Minutes Of Fame 6/9/2008
78. A Flea (Fun Poem 120) 4/25/2011
79. A Fleeting Minute 8/30/2008
80. A Flickering Candle 7/28/2009
Best Poem of David Harris

Just Beyond The Sunset

Just beyond the sunset
Someone waits for me
Just beyond the sunset
Lies my destiny
Where the purple mountains
Lie in deep tranquillity
There I’ll find the treasure
Of love eternally

Just beyond the sunset
Waits someone so fair
Just beyond the sunset
All alone they wait there
Their hair is golden
The colour of the sand
Their eyes sparkle in the night
Like diamonds in your hand

Just beyond the sunset
Lies a home for me
Where the world is peaceful
Like a paradise should be
Just beyond the sunset
Someday is where you’ll find ...

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Yesteryears

The rocking chair squeaks,
as it rocks to and fro.
An old man is dreaming,
of yesterdays many years ago.
He dreams of the woman,
who’d one day be his wife.
He sees how things used to be,
when he was a lad.
Reflects on the changes,

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