----
--- ---
;- -;
##&§^;--¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ; ; ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ ;- -; ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ --- --- ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ ---- ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ The River That'S Our River Makes A ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ Large Bend Like A Scooping Hand And A ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ Decent Days Travel North From That ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ Stands Our House In The Middle Of A ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ Forgotten Apple Orchard. Our House Is ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ Built Of Dark Clay And Abandoned By A ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ Stranger. The Window Has No Glass But ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ Instead Steel Bars To Keep The Animals ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ Out. ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ Around The House Is A Thick, Thick ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ Brush Of Ferns And Bushes. There Live ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ The Animals That We Fight To Keep Away, ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ For They Speak To Us To Join Them In ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ The Luscious Caves Below Ground. They ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ Mean No Harm But It Is Not In Our Best ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ Interest To Do So. There Is Important ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ Work That Needs To Be Done, And It Cant ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ Be Done By Animals. (Father Says This.) ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ Every Morning Our Father Clears The ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ Ferns And Uproots The Bushes Only For ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ Them To Grow Back Each Night. Their ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ Leaves Are Teal, White And Yellow, Some ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ Even The Color Of Wine. They Have Lilac ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ Flowers And In The Morning They Are Wet ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ With Dew. ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ Father Is Away During The Day Doing ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ Important Things Elsewhere. He Is Weary ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ When He Returns Home, Each Day More So ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ Than The Next. We Learn To Cook For Him ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ So That He Does Not Have To. We Tend To ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ His Clothes. ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ Suddenly The Dense Bushwork Is Mirrored ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ Inside. Stems And Leaves Appear Close ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ To The Walls And Far From The Light. We ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ Are Glad, For The Flowers Are Beautiful ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ And Smell Good, And There Is Little ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ Decoration In Our House. But When ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ Father Comes Home He Is Angry And Cuts ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ Them All Down In A Frenzy. We Are ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ Scared Of Him Then. ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ We Are Then Tasked With Removing Any ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ Indoor Plant We See. But They Are So ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ Beautiful! We Wait Just Until Father ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ Comes Home And Until Then We Enjoy ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ Them. Sometimes An Animal Will Sneak In ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ But We Always Shoo Them Out. With Fresh ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ Cut Flowers Thrown Right Outside The ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ House He Suspects And Resents Our ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ Inaction. But He Doesn'T Have The ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ Energy To Scold Us. He Weakens Quickly. ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ It Is Not Long Before He Is Still Tired ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ Even In The Morning And Must ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ Reluctantly Leave The Outdoor Weed ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ Cutting To Us As Well, Untrusting That ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ We Will Carry It Out. ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ Now He Leaves As Soon As He'S Awake And ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ Falls Asleep As Soon As He Returns. We ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ Are Left To Care For Us And The House ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ And The Orchard. But It Is Hard And We ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ Are Distracted. We Are Not As ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ Persistent As Father And Quickly Fall ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ Behind In Our Duties. ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ ¨--;^§&###
##&§^;--¨¨ ¨¨--;^§&##
#&§^;--¨¨¨ ¨¨¨--;^§&#
##&§^;--¨¨ ¨¨--;^§&##
###&§^;--¨ ¨--;^§&###