David Harris Poems

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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The world is filled with mysteries
and they multiply each day.
Things happen with no logical explanation
only that they do.
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Sometimes I wish
I were a million miles away
from where I am sitting now.
A place of peace and harmony,
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The pains of life
are etched across my face,
no longer do I find satisfaction
in some of the things I have done,
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For Suzy
Who gave me the title and suggested I write it.

Everything happens for a reason
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She stood in black on Widow’s Warf
looking out at the cold sea;
eyes tested the horizon
for any ship she might see.
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Does anyone remember
the advent of the musical toilet
that sprang up in the 1970’s?
Where you would sit
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Along the way, we met
as passing strangers there,
and then we met again,
now the strangers
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You will always be
a part of me
no matter where you go.
You will always be
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Two strangers passed along an avenue.
He would tip his hat to her
as he passed each day.
It was a courteous gesture,
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