David Harris Poems

I ventured down a path
I had walked many years ago.
So much had changed since then.
It was hardly recognisable,
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An Angel stood on a roof
so silent and still
watching what was going on
in the world below.
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Love is a little word,
but it fills the world with happiness
when it is spoken from the heart.
It coveys a feeling of joy
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Little did I know forty-two years ago
when I put pen to paper
after getting off a fairground ride
at sunset that day.
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Sometimes being neutral
can be as bad as being at war.
When you have two warring friends,
you don’t want to take sides.
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To be the best at what you do
you must first believe
you are the best.
However, just in case
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Christmas is the time of the year
when we gather round a fire
together with family and friends,
tell jokes and long yarns,
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The mad piper played the hornpipe
in the evening mist near the fairy glade
and water sprites dances across the lochs waters.
The monster roared from the depth below
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When Pete Moaner heard everything was going digital
it didn’t go down with him too well,
he decided to make a protest
and wonder which way was best.
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If you can reach out across the miles
giving lots of smiles
life will one day reward you.
If you can reach out across the miles
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