David Harris

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

David Harris Poems

161. A Love Song 5/6/2008
162. A Lovers Moon 3/24/2011
163. A Lure For The Spotlight 5/20/2008
164. A Lush Green Garden 11/15/2007
165. A Mad Five Minutes 4/9/2008
166. A Magic Carpet 9/7/2012
167. A Magic Door 8/31/2011
168. A Man Of Words 8/24/2007
169. A Million Miles Away 7/21/2007
170. A Mimic 12/29/2008
171. A Miracle 3/26/2008
172. A Mirror Image 12/30/2008
173. A Mistake I Made 9/4/2012
174. A Modicum Of Madness 11/29/2009
175. A Morning Call 9/8/2007
176. A Mother’s Love 8/20/2007
177. A Mountshannon October Morning 9/30/2007
178. A Musical Loo (Fun Poem 74) 4/28/2008
179. A Mystery Tour 5/13/2008
180. A Never-Ending Spring 5/18/2008
181. A New Pair Of Wings (Fun Poem 52) 12/30/2007
182. A New Year 1/1/2011
183. A Normal Day At My Church 5/5/2008
184. A Normality 6/4/2008
185. A One-Sided Love Affair 3/13/2011
186. A Pair Of Fractured Hearts 11/16/2007
187. A Pair Of Messy Birds (Fun Poem 158) 8/21/2014
188. A Pair Of Paper Knickers (Fun Poem 75) 4/28/2008
189. A Parent’s Prayer 10/27/2009
190. A Park Bench 10/25/2012
191. A Passing Phase (Fun Poem 160) 9/15/2014
192. A Path 5/9/2008
193. A Path To Follow 12/30/2008
194. A Peaceful Morning 12/14/2008
195. A Perfect World 7/26/2013
196. A Perplexing Question 7/27/2009
197. A Person 1/26/2008
198. A Personal Journey 4/27/2008
199. A Place From Our Childhood 8/10/2007
200. A Place In My Heart 6/11/2008
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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Faded Love Letters

An old shoe box under the bed,
filled with mementoes of years gone by.
Faded love letters stained with tears,
I used to cry.
They tell of the joy I knew one spring,
of laughter and fears.
And of the love we said would remain,
throughout our growing years.
The spring is gone and so are you;

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