David Harris

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

A Sunny Afternoon - Poem by David Harris

When I was young
along time ago
and lived in a different country.
I used to go into the back garden
and sit on my swing.
Rocking back and forward
I used to gaze up in the sky
and watch the Daks flying
across an unmolested sky
on a sunny afternoon.

2 March 2008

Author’s note:
Dak is an abbreviation for the Douglass Dakota Aircraft.

Comments about A Sunny Afternoon by David Harris

  • (3/13/2008 8:33:00 PM)

    If you didn't put that note in there I would have thought you misspelled duck....makes for a better poem....those big flying machines are a marvel to me (Report) Reply

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  • (3/13/2008 7:54:00 PM)

    'unmolested sky' is perfect. As is this piece of nostalgia. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

  • Ernestine Northover (3/11/2008 4:43:00 PM)

    Something fascinating watching these machines, flying precariously above our heads. A sort of adoration for them. Those were the days.
    Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 11, 2008

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