~~~~
~.. ..~
/. ./
¨@¨@¨¨¨@@¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ / / ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ @¨¨@¨¨¨¨¨@
@@@@¨¨@¨@@ /. ./ @¨@@¨¨¨¨@@
¨¨¨@¨@@@¨@ ~.. ..~ @@¨@¨¨¨@¨¨
¨¨@@@¨¨@@¨ ~~~~ ¨@@@¨¨@@¨¨
¨@¨¨@¨@¨@¨ @¨¨@¨@¨@¨¨
@@¨@@@@@@¨ 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. @@¨@¨@¨¨@@
@¨@@¨@¨@¨¨ ¨@@@@@¨@¨@
@@¨@@@@@¨@ @¨¨¨¨@@@@¨
¨@@¨¨¨¨@@¨ @¨¨¨@¨¨¨@@
@¨@¨¨¨@¨@¨ @¨¨@@¨¨@¨@
@@@¨¨@@@@@ @¨@¨@¨@@@¨