David Harris Poems

I am a happy prankster
brining joy to sorrowing hearts
making their faces break into smiles
before the sad teardrops start.
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Millions and millions of faces
Of people we don’t know
They live around the world
All colours and creeds
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Before the first ray of sunlight
on a frosty winter morn.
The frost has hazed the windows
to a feature of lands
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Dear Lord as usual, my prayer is not for me.
You have answered so many of mine in my life.
You gave me the love of my wonderful wife,
and more friend than any man could wish for.
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Everybody has their hopes and dreams,
which sometimes play on their mind;
some are crushed and broken,
in the scheme of things.
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Hands held out for holding,
after being brushed away by pain.
Hoping to feel the warmth,
which only love can bring again.
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I don’t love you, but you love me
I’ll take you just the same
If anything goes wrong
I’ll take all the blame
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A thousand stars in the sky
each one twinkling bright
just for you and me
on this wonderful night.
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She stood well out from the crowd
a brown paper bag over her head
with four holes cut out
for her eyes, nose and mouth.
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I carry your photograph with me
no matter wherever I go.
I carry it in my shirt pocket
the one that is close to my heart
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