David Harris

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

David Harris Poems

3161. Faded Red Roses 2/23/2007
3162. A Quiet Man 8/4/2013
3163. I Loved You And Goodbye 3/16/2007
3164. Freedom’s Road 2/25/2007
3165. Turn Back The Clock 10/25/2009
3166. Unsung Heroes 8/2/2007
3167. A Little Squirrel (Fun Poem) 4/5/2007
3168. Helping People 1/26/2008
3169. Community Spirit 10/28/2007
3170. A Caring Person 2/22/2012
3171. Faded Love Letters 1/17/2007
3172. A Little Hug 6/27/2007
3173. Friday The 13th 7/13/2007
3174. Envy And Jealousy 6/26/2007
3175. All Roads Lead Back To You 3/3/2007
3176. If I Ruled The World 2/1/2010
3177. A Goal In Life 4/12/2008
3178. A Star Fell From Heaven 3/7/2007
3179. A Simple Act Of Kindness 3/6/2009
3180. Anything Romantic To Say 5/10/2008
3181. You Fill My Soul With Sunshine 6/9/2007
3182. Just Beyond The Sunset 2/8/2007
3183. Respect 3/24/2007

Comments about David Harris

  • Lisa Wilkinson (3/30/2007 5:01:00 PM)

    A superb genuine caring writer who shows great expression in his work. I like Davids style as its so similar to mine and reminds me of mine. Will keep in touch and keep reading. Dont miss this writer. All the best David.Lisa

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  • Susie Sunshine (3/13/2007 6:48:00 PM)

    Hi David I was just wondering if you were aware that my name and your name. Are at the top right hand corner. Did you see? David do you know how I can post my poems at poemsabout.com> Please write back Susie Sunshine

Best Poem of David Harris

Respect

If we can not respect another
How can we expect them to respect us
If we can not respect someone’s beliefs
How can we expect them to respect ours
If we can not respect another’s race
How can we expect that race to respect us
If we can not respect others
How can we expect respect in return

Everyone expects respect
No matter who they are
The only way to gain it
Is to start treating everyone
As a friend, a brother, a sister
As part of our extended family
No matter what colour or creed they are
Only then you will start to get
The respect you so ...

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Yesteryears

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,

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