David Harris Poems

Sometimes we avoid telling someone,
something that might worry them.
We want to spare them worrying,
as we feel that might be better.
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I sat on a bench,
and watched the autumn leave fall.
A gentle breeze would shake them loose,
until they drifted to the ground.
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As a writer I sometimes
have to step in another’s shoes.
Feel all the emotions the way they would do.
Feel the love that makes them happy,
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This poem is dedicated to a very dear friend in Canada.
Melvina Germain.
The first person who left a heart prints on my work almost a year and a half ago. Mel, a million thanks from me.
Love and Hugs.
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As I look at old fortifications
that are dotted around my country,
I often wonder about the craftsmen
who worked so hard to build them
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Willingly I gave you my heart
and watched as you trample it into the ground.
You said that all was fair in love and war,
but I wasn’t out to do battle with any kindred soul.
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Your tender touch on my brow
eases all my anguish and pain.

Your tender touch on my cheek
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Sometimes I wonder
where my life has gone,
then I realise it is still there,
but in a different form.
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We all have a picture in our mind
of what an Angel should be.
Artists put oils on canvas
to show us what their like,
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Whenever you are feeling blue,
will a bunch of red roses do
to help chase the blues away?
They come from a heart
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