David Harris

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

David Harris Poems

2241. Gift 1/10/2009
2242. Kiss Of Fire 2/21/2009
2243. Many Years Into Yesterday 3/14/2009
2244. It’s Hard To Think Your Gone 8/17/2007
2245. Try To Remember 8/5/2007
2246. For My New Friend 10/1/2007
2247. Adrift 10/28/2007
2248. Comfort That You Need 11/13/2007
2249. Special Friends 11/29/2007
2250. I’d Trade All Of My Tomorrows 10/15/2007
2251. One Chance 10/14/2007
2252. Tarnished Leaves 1/13/2008
2253. I Come To You 1/13/2008
2254. In Need Of Repair 1/16/2008
2255. Stained With Sadness 1/23/2008
2256. Silence 1/26/2008
2257. One Is A Lonely Number 2/17/2007
2258. Mementoes From Passing Lives 1/18/2007
2259. Sea Of Dead Ships 1/20/2007
2260. Yesteryears 1/18/2007
2261. Talking To Your Picture 1/23/2007
2262. Forever Friend 1/28/2007
2263. Reconciliation 4/17/2007
2264. Moonbeams 2/27/2007
2265. The Most Beautiful Wonder Of All 2/24/2007
2266. Money 6/17/2007
2267. We Wish 6/28/2007
2268. Just The Wave Of The Hand 6/25/2007
2269. Hurt 7/3/2007
2270. Done And Gone 7/19/2007
2271. Bathe Them With His Light 7/24/2007
2272. For Meggie In Friendship 7/29/2007
2273. Doodles 6/10/2007
2274. Backside Of Thirty 6/13/2007
2275. One More Mountain 6/14/2007
2276. First Time 6/14/2007
2277. Island In The Sand 6/14/2007
2278. They Call Me Dodgy The Quickest Vicar In The West (Fun Poem 15) 5/9/2007
2279. Day At Rest 5/13/2007
2280. A Cows Rear Leg (Fun Poem 57) 1/31/2008
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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