The residence is stuck
Behind a mule.

The dwelling inside is
Yellow, and the
Little windows look out
Onto the streets
Like a brown face.

It dots and shuts into
The neighborhood,
Sitting all the serene
Days and the nights.

My younger daughter is
Like me, potent
She is the one who tries
Perseverance.

I should stay strong like the
Untoward bull
That is the other thing
That keeps me up,
So then I hide.