David Harris

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

David Harris Poems

201. If I Were To Fall In Love Again 8/16/2008
202. Why Me? 8/16/2008
203. Love’s Flow 8/16/2008
204. Island Of Our Dreams 8/20/2008
205. Moonlight And Roses 8/16/2008
206. Will 9/6/2008
207. So Afraid 9/10/2008
208. Into Its Velvet Claw 10/8/2008
209. Suspended On A Cobweb 10/8/2008
210. A Vase Built With Love 10/19/2008
211. A Friendship Awakens 10/27/2008
212. Passion’s Fusion 11/3/2008
213. Nuggets Of History 11/3/2008
214. A Christmas Miracle 11/4/2008
215. Confessions Of A Pretend Preacher 11/5/2008
216. Everyday 11/7/2008
217. Tracks I Leave Behind 11/13/2008
218. Miracle Of Life 11/13/2008
219. A Life 11/17/2008
220. A Reflection Of A Life 11/17/2008
221. Everything You Have 11/17/2008
222. Achievements 11/18/2008
223. In The Moonlight 11/18/2008
224. Our Candle 11/18/2008
225. One Love 11/18/2008
226. A Double 11/19/2008
227. Our Todays 11/19/2008
228. Friends 2 11/19/2008
229. Love Flies On Fragile Wings 11/19/2008
230. Enchant 11/20/2008
231. Second Chance 11/23/2008
232. Would You 11/30/2008
233. Mull Around Inside My Head 11/30/2008
234. Pages Of Time 11/30/2008
235. Some Things 2 12/7/2008
236. Right Roads 12/7/2008
237. Moon And Stars Above 12/7/2008
238. Boundaries 12/7/2008
239. Play, Book, Poem Or Song 12/8/2008
240. Nervous 12/14/2008
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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Through The Years

Through the years, we have wandered.
Down these, narrow lanes.
First as children to the schoolhouse,
remember the fun and games,
hopscotch and blindman's bluff.
Remember too the lessons,
English and mathematics,
we used to hate them both.
Then there were the teachers,

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