Early Works - For There Is Only One You Poem by David Harris

I can make birds
to fly across a sky of blue.
I can make fish
to swim in the sea too,
but I can’t make an angel
for there is only one you.

I built a dream of hope;
it crumbled around me like burnt rope.
I built a dream of happiness,
but it tumbled around me like shattered glass.

I can make homes
for people to live.
I can make love
and to you I can give,
but I can’t make an angel
for there is only one you.


Date unknown. (Probably in the 1960’s)