----
-.. ..-
*. .*
,,,,.*^^§¶ ,,,,,,,,,,,, * * ,,,,,,,,,,,, ¶§^^*.,,,,
,.-*^§@¶@@ *. .* @@¶@§^*-.,
,,,.-**^§@ -.. ..- @§^**-.,,,
,.-*^§@¶@# ---- #@¶@§^*-.,
,,,,,.-^§¶ ¶§^-.,,,,,
,,.--**§§¶ 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. @@^-,,,,,,
,.-*^§¶@## ##@¶§^*-.,
,....-^§§¶ ¶§§^-....,
,.-**^^@@¶ ¶@@^^**-.,
,,,,.*§§@@ @@§§*.,,,,
,,.----^^@ @^^----.,,