David Harris Poems

Two strangers meet becoming friends.
Time and circumstances part them.
Many years later again they meet
and the bond of friendship
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You will find wherever you go
someone who wants to be
the centre of attention.
Personally, it is not a road
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Sometimes we meet people,
and declare they have a heart of gold.
They do things for others,
never expecting any beneficial in return.
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Everyday we go outside,
to enjoy the world out there,
but we never think about,
the world beneath our feet.
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We hold our faith
close to our chest
and will never let it go,
after all, it is the way we live our lives,
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The autumn leaves drift pass my window,
the summer has died away,
and the frost will soon be here,
as winter is coming back.
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There is a place somewhere over the rainbow
where peace and love lay together is a soft bed.
Where kindness and kindred-ship
are locked within each others arms.
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Everyone I meet as I walk through life,
I take to my heart as a friend.
I try not to make enemies
out of anyone I meet.
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Why do we always hurt
the ones we shouldn’t hurt at all?
Why do we when we hurl our anger
does it always land on them?
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Real friends are few,
and their friendship last a lifetime,
through the good times
and the bad times.
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