Harry's helping Henry hang hooks. Henry hired him. He hurt his hand hiking. He's home healing his hand.
His husband’s home, he's hysterical. He had his hound hospitalized, Hermione had her hysterectomy. He's heartbroken. He hates having Harry here, hearing his hammering.
Helen hails Harry. Henry's hysterical husband hisses, hurling hooks harmlessly hitting Harry's head. Henry's horrified. He halts his husband, hugging him.
Harry hears Helen hollering him, he hustles, hastening his hurry homeward.
Helen's hallmark home's hidden. Heathery hills hide her heavenly hideaway.
Helen's hungry, Harry hovers. Helen's having haggis, Harry hates haggis. He's having hamburgers.
Helen's happy Harry's here. He hugs her hello.
Harry's heart harbours Helen.
Helen handles his hapless hipster haircut highlighting his hazels. His heart's hopeful.
However, Helen hesitates, he hangs hopelessly. His heartaches.
Helen's hand holds his. He's handsome, honest, humble. He holds her heart. He's her home.
About the Creator
Simon George
I write poetry, fiction, and non-fiction. In 2021, I published my debut book "The Truth Behind The Smile" a self-help guide for your mental health based on my personal experience with depression. Go check it out.
IG: @AuthorSimonGeorge


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