Wild Flower……
“But father I love him!” said Tallulah, which means running water, and ran out of the
tepee. Tallulah ran and ran not seeing the way. Tears were coming from her big brown eyes,
passing soft pink cheeks, falling to the ground. She knew that she will never see her father
again. There was love in her heart for him however the other feeling took over. Tallulah fell on
the ground where green soft grass welcomed her beautiful small body that was gasping for air.
Silk long black as a wing of a raven, hair were all over the face trying to dry the tears that were
not stopping.
Now Tallulah felt free. Free to do whatever she wished however the only thing she
wanted was his love. The love that she met six months ago in the woods, while collecting berries
for her family. It was love at first sight. Tallulah remembered that day like it was yesterday.
His big blue eyes showed unlimited skies and ocean waves. Red hair endlessly played games
with the sun. The lips, color of red wild flowers, spoke sweet words that melted in the air. Light
skin was soft and warm to touch covered big built body that brought Tallulah security and took
fears away. His name was Brendan, Brendan Smith.
Brendan was a soldier that came from Ireland with his father looking for better being.
At his eighteen Brendan knew the rules of life. Even as a soldier it was hard for him to accept
the war and deaths of many innocent people. Brendan got used to seeing Indian people moved by
force from one place to the other. He put himself in their position and imagined what kind of
suffering they are going through but it was not in his power to change anything, to stop the war.
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“Oh Lord, what a beautiful flower you grew on this earth,” said Brendan looking at
Tallulah. She Looked at him and was about to run away but her legs did not listen. “Do not
worry I would not heart you. Just tell me your name.” no answer.
“Fine, don’t say a word; just let me look at you. Let me look into your brown eyes. Oh,
they are so pure, I think I am getting lost in them.” Tallulah smiled. “Your smile is full of joy
and innocence,” Tallulah looked down and her cheeks became red.
His memory of her is sweet and beautiful so that even without saying it, it is obvious that he was, and possibly is still, in love with her. He remembered the past and convinced himself that it could be like that once again. He became delusional with love, and was blinded by it.
imagination was limitless and he felt like he could do whatever he wanted to do without being
was no longer alone. She had friends to love her and guide her to the next
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Then, slowly at first, but with ever increasing intensity, a small glimmer appeared on the glossy leaves. Through the whispering blades of grass, a brilliant fire arose from the depths turning the lingering water droplets into liquid silver that dripped from expectant leaves and flowed gurgling into shallow puddles, bathing the young trees with the succulent taste of a new day.