David Harris

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

Coming Home For Christmas - Poem by David Harris

Mrs Merryweather put coal on the fire,
while outside through the frosted windows
the snow was beginning to fall.
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Comments about Coming Home For Christmas by David Harris

  • Kim Barney (12/24/2015 3:59:00 PM)

    A very lovely poem, David. I wish you had included a poet's note to tell us if indeed this really happened.
    Enjoyed reading it very much, and congratulations on having it selected as poem of the day.
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  • Alem Hailu G/kristos (12/24/2015 8:29:00 AM)

    You know life is short! Death is lurking everywhere.Mindful that parents pine for their children we have to pay them visit at least on Christmas, an occasion for a get together! A message conveying interesting poem! (Report) Reply

  • Anil Kumar Panda (12/24/2015 12:43:00 AM)

    A beautiful Christmas poem. A sad tale but beautifully done. Thanks. (Report) Reply

  • (11/11/2007 12:19:00 PM)

    This is absolutely gripping David, what a great work from you, Tales of old some true some not but the mystery still surrounds each read
    Thankyou for sharing your tallents with us
    Love duncan X
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  • Melvina Germain (11/11/2007 11:09:00 AM)

    It's all bee said David, this is truly an amazing Christmas story, I thoroughly enjoyed the read. Thank you David for writing this wonderful story.
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  • (11/10/2007 9:24:00 PM)

    David, i am sad, and at the same time happy for the mother because even in the death of her son, he still fulfil his promise to be with them if only for a short time. sometimes, we celebrate christmas so we can be united with our families, not remembering that Jesus was the main reason for the celebration. And i was given the strong message that inspite of what happen to our family, i will still celebrate Christmas, because it is the birthday of our Savoiur.This is a very wonderful piece of yours David..and you did justice in portraying a love of a mother, and a love of a son to a mother..The mother's love that cannot be measured, unfathomable, deep and timeless..Thank you David for the honor of reading this.

    your special friend,
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  • (11/10/2007 9:16:00 AM)

    Where love is...there we can all be...
    If only in memory.
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  • (11/10/2007 9:13:00 AM)

    A Very Sad Christmas poem David...10 (Report) Reply

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