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Every Time I See a Flower Every time I see a flower I am reminded of her. My Meiran. My Nataku. In a way she resembled a flower. She had an inner beauty that shone through the plain face. She had amazing eyes that conveyed every emotion. I could read her like a book. This is all in recollection, because when I barely knew her as my wife I hated her and her need for justice. At the time justice did not exist for me for I was trapped in a marriage with a girl I did not want. She glorified herself a warrior when all she was to me was a failure. I suppose even thing I thought of her as being a frail flower, fragile and in need of my masculine protection. Death met her in a field of blooming flowers. Not many are lucky enough to breathe their last surrounded by beauty. Sometimes I wish she wouldn't have died. That we could have found a doctor in time to save her. There were so many things she could have taught me. I could have learned about the justice she sought. Instead all I have is the guidance of her spirit. Which is not bad, I just think that life would somehow be different than it is now. She was stronger than I am, because fighting isn't everything and it seems that I am being run ragged. I love her. I didn't love her then but I do now. And the flowers only serve to remind me of that. -fin- |