David Harris Poems

In life there is only one certainty
and that is one day we will die,
it is only a question of
how and when that remains a mystery.
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I like to share a smile with others,
bringing some sunshine in their lives.
Possessions mean nothing to me
and I will give them away to anyone
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I’m going west.
Where the snow capped mountains
reach up to the heavens
and their streams
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We always have something
to be grateful for,
our family and friends
whom enrich our lives
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Soon the time will come
when I will write my last poem.
It is a matter of choice
than a matter of necessity.
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I saw Mr Death the other day,
and said I have a few things to say to you.
For starters, I am not coming with you.
You can pull all you want,
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Sometimes we find it awkward,
just to say that I love you.
Maybe it is because the words
are used too many times,
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How many times have we seen,
things being recovered from the sea.
Things that should have remained there.
Like grave robbers,
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If everyone had a friend like you,
no one in this world
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I sat on the park bench
pen and notebook in hand.
I watched all the people
as they passed on by.
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