Have you Seen?

Have you seen the young girl who walks the streets of haven?

Her clothes in rags and knots in her hair,

Have you seen her stop, to talk with all the strangers, giving insights in an ability to see their loved ones in heaven?

Have you seen her give till there's nothing left of her,

Help her when you next all see her in the times haven,

Help when your minds see her as a black raven, that you named heathen,

Have you noticed around her the beauty of the bright light and stories that grip the children who only want to give her, the biggest of hugs,

Have you felt along the poem of Hannie's song a sense of sadness in a world that should be happy.

Hang up your troubles forget all the fables, of walkings throughout the valley of Hades.

Have yourself the braveness to kick off your shoes, sit among the bridge, of the earth and heaven.

Hannie will allow your view to become unaided in a place upon a hill.

Have yourself the passion to open your minds and understand the rhymes that it provided has.