David Harris

Bronze Star - 2,567 Points (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Yesteryears - Poem by David Harris

The rocking chair squeaks,
as it rocks to and fro.
An old man is dreaming,
of yesterdays many years ago.
He dreams of the woman,
who’d one day be his wife.
He sees how things used to be,
when he was a lad.
Reflects on the changes,
that have come and gone.
The peace and the quiet,
shattered by the society of busy feet.
The countryside that disappears,
at an alarming rate,
as developers seal each acres fate.
Gone is the fresh air,
everyone one used to breath.
Now clogged with fumes,
of petrol and diesel.
Oh, yesteryears,
where have you gone?
Lost to the winds,
like a small bird’s song.

7 Sept.1995


Comments about Yesteryears by David Harris

  • Rookie Duncan Wyllie (3/24/2007 11:09:00 AM)

    This is just one of the reasons why your poetry is worth reading, stunning work here my friend, take care
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  • Rookie Andrew mark Wilkinson (3/11/2007 9:23:00 AM)

    Times where always better then, or so our minds tell us my friend... david...8 (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 6,219 Points Melvina Germain (1/19/2007 10:21:00 AM)

    Beautiful David, makes one sit and think of days gone by. Thankyou David------Melvina--- (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 18, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 6, 2011


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