A Million Miles Away Poem by David Harris

A Million Miles Away

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Blossom fills the trees with colour,
birds sing in the treetop high,
the sun bathes the world with warmth
and brightens up the sky.
Children run about,
enjoying the summer sun,
their parents look on,
remembering when they were young.
For a while the world is content,
to enjoy another beautiful new day.
Thoughts of raining storm clouds
seem a million miles away.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Alison Cassidy 21 July 2007

What a pretty poem David - intensely pastoral and pleasing on the ear. I believe you've been putting up with quite a wet summer in the UK? No wonder the sun is lifting your spirits. This poem has definitely lifted mine. love, Allie xxxx

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Sid John Gardner. 21 July 2007

Those storm clouds are over us now Dave as we write.Summer sun for me is just a memory.Nice write though.Last sun I saw was at Stratford and its under water now.By the way how is Walter doing? Best wishes from Sid John.

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Andrew mark Wilkinson 21 July 2007

What a summer my friend... Rain and rain and oh look it`s raining.. Summer is just a Memory.. Thanks for the distant memorys..10

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Marci Made 21 July 2007

Ah David, this is lovely and the type of beautiful day that it is here today, , , , , humidity gone for today, sunny skies and puffy clouds and best of all, no more tornado warnings.........This is a wonderful write..imho.......marci.xo

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Marci Made 26 July 2007

Absolutely divine David and so uplifting for you to be writing now after a summer of rain...saw the news and it looks as bad in England as the aftermaths of Katrina in New Orleans, and hurricanes here in general.........I'm glad you had a sunny day when you wrote this [am days behind here, thanks to PH! ]...love, marci.xo

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Meggie Gultiano 26 July 2007

I am also a million miles away! anyway this is a great write of yours, David. thanks for sharing! love and hugs, Meg

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D, I find this superb. It is unfortunate that by very virtue of the fact of thinking of bad things being so very far away, they actually creep into the mind unwanted. But of course this is a retrospectively written piece - the clouds were not there then and only in writing does the thought occur. Looking back to that time... when the present was all wonderful and just, well, all... sigh.... is so blissful. And the more wonderful thing is that it will happen again tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after (if only we could get rid of this rain! ! ! :) - wonderful D. It touched me. Uplifting as has been said. Even at almost ten o'clock at night! ! ! t x

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Risha : Ahmed 23 July 2007

Well David... This one is a sunny poem. Loved the title of the poem.

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Ernestine Northover 21 July 2007

If you've found a sunny day David, please send it on to me. Lovely poem and a pleasure to read, and a lifting of the spirits was obtained. love and hugs Ernestine XXX

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