David Harris

Gold Star - 4,611 Points (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

David Harris Poems

401. A Sunday Prayer 17 5/11/2008
402. Mary, You’re My Lady 5/11/2008
403. Little Did I Know 5/13/2008
404. A Mystery Tour 5/13/2008
405. Old And New 5/13/2008
406. Being Neutral 5/15/2008
407. To Be The Best 5/15/2008
408. A Farewell 5/15/2008
409. Autographing (Fun Poem 78) 5/16/2008
410. Challenges 5/16/2008
411. Wishes 5/16/2008
412. All The Time 5/17/2008
413. Another Sunrise 5/17/2008
414. It’s Always Nice To Dream 5/17/2008
415. Music Of The Evening Chorus 5/17/2008
416. As We Are Family 5/18/2008
417. A Blank Page Blues 5/18/2008
418. An Old Tyre (Fun Poem 79) 5/18/2008
419. A Habit 5/18/2008
420. A Never-Ending Spring 5/18/2008
421. A Story In Everything 5/18/2008
422. A Lure For The Spotlight 5/20/2008
423. Our Wedding Day 5/21/2008
424. A Surprise 5/22/2008
425. An Easy Pace 5/22/2008
426. As Bald As My Boot (Fun Poem 79) 5/23/2008
427. Bitter Sweet Memories 5/23/2008
428. The Burning Question 5/26/2008
429. For Deep Inside I Love You So 5/26/2008
430. Let’s Hope 5/27/2008
431. Fate 5/27/2008
432. Spring Is In The Air 5/27/2008
433. Lives On Within Your Memory 5/30/2008
434. From The Guise Of Many 5/30/2008
435. As They Stroll Along 5/31/2008
436. Sound Of Silence 5/31/2008
437. So Many Times 5/31/2008
438. Willingly 5/31/2008
439. Happy Birthday Tara 6/1/2008
440. Little World Of Make Believe 6/1/2008
Best Poem of David Harris

Just Beyond The Sunset

Just beyond the sunset
Someone waits for me
Just beyond the sunset
Lies my destiny
Where the purple mountains
Lie in deep tranquillity
There I’ll find the treasure
Of love eternally

Just beyond the sunset
Waits someone so fair
Just beyond the sunset
All alone they wait there
Their hair is golden
The colour of the sand
Their eyes sparkle in the night
Like diamonds in your hand

Just beyond the sunset
Lies a home for me
Where the world is peaceful
Like a paradise should be
Just beyond the sunset
Someday is where you’ll find ...

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Through The Years

Through the years, we have wandered.
Down these, narrow lanes.
First as children to the schoolhouse,
remember the fun and games,
hopscotch and blindman's bluff.
Remember too the lessons,
English and mathematics,
we used to hate them both.
Then there were the teachers,

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