David Harris

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

David Harris Poems

3161. You Are 3/12/2009
3162. You Are My Treasure 3/7/2007
3163. You Bet It (Fun Poem 55) 1/26/2008
3164. You Can 5/13/2007
3165. You Colour My Dreams 11/3/2008
3166. You Didn’t See 10/3/2009
3167. You Don’t Live There Anymore 10/3/2013
3168. You Don’t Look Like An Author 3/14/2008
3169. You Fill My Soul With Sunshine 6/9/2007
3170. You Picked Me Up 4/9/2012
3171. You Silly Stump Hole 7/11/2009
3172. You’re A Fine One 4/8/2009
3173. Young At Heart And Foolish Free 6/7/2010
3174. Your Broken Heart 2/23/2007
3175. Your Day Off 3/5/2008
3176. Your Eyes 9/12/2007
3177. Your Loneliness 8/5/2011
3178. Your Love 12/7/2009
3179. Your Lover’s Arms 3/14/2011
3180. Your Memory Keeps Calling Me Back 8/8/2007
3181. Your Tender Touch 6/8/2008
3182. Your Wears (Fun Poem 81) 6/7/2008
3183. Zoomers 3/27/2011

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

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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Faded Love Letters

An old shoe box under the bed,
filled with mementoes of years gone by.
Faded love letters stained with tears,
I used to cry.
They tell of the joy I knew one spring,
of laughter and fears.
And of the love we said would remain,
throughout our growing years.
The spring is gone and so are you;

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