David Harris Poems

The world is creeping up on me
here in my hideaway.

If I go it won’t be far
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The fairy tale says,
that every time you kiss
a frog or is it a toad,
it turns into a prince or a princess,
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Well, there I was in the candy store,
choosing my candy from the counter.
In she walked wings on her feet,
and her head, way up in the clouds.
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Makeup cannot hide the bruising,
or the swollen eye.
Sunglasses only make people,
what you’re trying to hide.
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The journey of life begins
when we are born,
and ends when we die,
but it is the years in between,
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There comes a time in each life,
decisions have to be made,
you look at what you have,
and then you look around,
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Have you ever had that feeling,
that you are wasting your time,
whenever you are waitin’ in line?
You see someone at the front,
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Entering the flat
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Through my life, I have been plagued
with things I can’t explain.
One night while I was living in Canada,
my parents, my sister and I were walking home,
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They say that little things
are sometimes worth more than gold,
treasured mementoes we cling to from the past.
A small gift given
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