The adventurer returned home years later,
Carrying bags of seeds, stones, and rarities.
He found that his house had been painted
Green and white.
He didn't like it.
He found that his son had been born,
And named "Jean-Baptiste."
He didn't like it.
He found that his wife had figured him dead
And remarried.
He didn't like it.
He planted her the seeds,
Built her gardens with the stones,
Gifted her the rarities,
Then smiled and left her to her happiness,
But he didn't like it.