David Harris

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

David Harris Poems

2201. Mist Hidden Fantasy 9/6/2009
2202. Rekindled 10/15/2009
2203. Gentle Sigh 10/19/2009
2204. A Thousand Tears 10/20/2009
2205. A Baby With His Whiskers On (Fun Poem 115) 3/25/2011
2206. Some Will 10/17/2007
2207. Dance Of Love 10/19/2007
2208. Bad For Your Health 11/2/2007
2209. Love Is 11/10/2007
2210. A Pair Of Fractured Hearts 11/16/2007
2211. Loving You 11/26/2007
2212. Faith 9/18/2007
2213. Why Is This Happening To Me? 10/16/2007
2214. Beauty Of It All 10/17/2007
2215. Good Intentions 10/12/2007
2216. A Season’s Carpet 10/14/2007
2217. In Another’s Shoes 10/15/2007
2218. Centre Of Attention (Fun Poem 41) 9/30/2007
2219. Columns Of Solomon 11/23/2009
2220. A Haunting 11/26/2009
2221. Confidant 11/25/2009
2222. Your Love 12/7/2009
2223. Make Believe Life 12/9/2009
2224. Early Morning Snore 12/12/2009
2225. Silly Clot 11/10/2009
2226. Rejuvenating Our Mind 11/14/2009
2227. Three Ghosts Of Christmas 11/20/2009
2228. Rage For Justice 11/14/2009
2229. The Chair 11/15/2009
2230. Just Beyond The Sunset Revisited 11/16/2009
2231. Roads That We Take 11/1/2009
2232. My Brother Bill 11/2/2009
2233. Simple Life 10/14/2009
2234. Born Again 10/15/2009
2235. Child Abuse 10/15/2009
2236. Birds Never Sang Or Flew 10/13/2009
2237. Fancy Dan 10/6/2009
2238. Will You Be There 10/6/2009
2239. Battle Of The Belly Bulge 10/11/2009
2240. Waking Of The Day 10/10/2009
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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