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Monday, July 12, 2010

Heavenly Hands By Daniel Mulligan

As I leave behind the habitat that is humming with hyperactivity

As I leave behind the constant hearing of howdy hitting you like a hammer
 
As I leave behind the huge hub that houses hordes of humans
 
As I leave behind all the urban holders that hogtie your hands
 
As I leave behind the headachy hiss of the auto engines and the howls of the horns
 
As I leave behind the humorous remarks after having nothing but an honorable mention
 
As I leave behind the hasty hovering of the men and women who hope more than they work
 
As I leave behind the heartlessness of the metropolitan herd
 
As I leave behind the hideous highly-developed place for the ruck
 



As I head towards the hazy halo of my hushed home
 
As I head towards the hilarity that heightens my heady attitude
 
As I head towards the habit of hailing my hippy solitariness
 
As I head towards the higgledy-piggledy household appliances
 
As I head towards the cookware and have a hefty hamburger 
 
As I head towards the humble high definition TV that hues my hideout with colors
 
As I head towards the healthy pair of eyes that have waited for me the whole day


 That is when I realize that all those heavy hassles

Can be healed by the haven that is held by your heavenly hands my darling

Happiness is here with your help
    

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