David Harris Poems

A blank canvas waits every morning
as the sun begins to rise.
It waits for me to start thinking
of what today will be my prize.
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I am lonely
very, very lonely
as I sit here every night.
My heart has passed
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You go to a beach
and one of the first things you do
is grab a few stones,
skip them across the water
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Valentines Day is around the corner
for the romantic inclined
with cards, chocolates and flowers
to set the heart afire.
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Everywhere you go
someone has hung a banner
saying Happy Birthday
or Happy Anniversary to someone.
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As we get older
some of us rely upon
memories to bring comfort.
Memories when we were young.
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It was so long ago
on that wooden walkway to the sea
where we watched seagulls play.
One day you turned to me
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The candle is burning low;
you say that it is time for you to go.
My eyes and heart plead,
stay with me tonight,
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As we grow older
with each day that comes along,
this is when we view our memories,
for something to lean on.
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Lazily reading a book
on a Sunday afternoon,
sitting in a comfortable chair
watching smoke ring rise in the air.
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