David Harris Poems

There is a light in a window
that burns to show me the way.
Back to my home
when my wandering days are through.
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In a trench on the frontline
with a periscope, I survey
the no man’s land in front of me.
The moon is a hunter’s moon
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Torn between two lives,
the one I have
and the one I want.
The one that I live
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You say it won’t work
I should look before I leap

You say its better
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I don’t know what it is about my garden
it just attracts the weird and wonderful.
In the past, I’ve had dancing butterflies
and more recently a hairy fairy
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We are all looking
for the gold at the rainbow’s end.
Always trying to find
the happiness in which our life depends.
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We live in a throwaway society
and hardly anyone
appreciates anything they got.
Years ago, we looked after
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Like a lighthouse on a stormy night,
that shines bright for ailing ships,
to steer them to a friendly port.
I need a light to guide me,
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I am a happy prankster
brining joy to sorrowing hearts
making their faces break into smiles
before the sad teardrops start.
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Millions and millions of faces
Of people we don’t know
They live around the world
All colours and creeds
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