David Harris Poems

Every time I see a church,
I see something special there.
A meeting place of faith
beyond our mortal being.
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I wish all the time
that I could hold back the dawn,
so we could spend more hours together,
before once again from my arms
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The fire raged out of control
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Dear Lord of all creation,
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Peter levelled the shotgun
at the insect as big as a sheep
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Dear Lord I come to you for help,
to help a good friend in need.
Her name is Melvina Germain,
a sister of the faith.
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A cool chill sweeps through the air
winter is approaching
soon the grass will have a blanket of white
nights will get longer
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We all have dreams
of places we yearn to see,
I was lucky this year
when my dreams came true,
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Standing at the bus stop waiting,
when the stranger asked.
“Has anyone seen the Graveyard Special?
I hope I haven’t missed it
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Moon shadows drift across
my bedroom window cill at night
just as the sandman sprinkles
his stardust dreams around my head.
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