Analysis of Spider and the Ant

I told her to remember because it seems all she ever does now is forget and I didn't mean it the way she took it, maybe I did but not as badly as she took it. We started from days when love was expressed with random flowers picked up on the bushpath, petals crooked and sometimes with holes in them from kids smacking them with sticks as they went by.
When those flowers after you have smelled them could later on be used to make the most potent poisons that'll affect only one who has willingly accepted a gift of said flowers from the one who plucked it. But of course her mom was alive so she always found a way to make those flowers disappear as soon as her daughter fell asleep.

When crickets sang their monotionic rhythm and only ever kept quiet long enough for the hunter to hear the footfalls of the cane rat.
She was the dream of many men and it was no wonder why she went for a man who was fully awake. A man who watched her long enough to know she loved to take short walks on moonlight nights and knew she would often stop for a few minutes beneath the withered plam tree and stare up thoughtfully at it's leafless husk., a man who wanted nothing but to know the sound her beads made as the friction of her motion rubbed them against each other.Wild things fascinated her and in that hunter prey kind of way they quickly took a fancy to her also.

The conviction you carry around with you is not something anyone wants to see in the world, it intimidates. And your father has a second wife who's wishing her daughter could be like you but two,maybe ten times better. Below are a handful of people who lived freely,they died in the end; sometimes living long enough in agony to learn who they could have been careful with was not the one they thought.

I see all these questions in your eyes but I do not think I can answer them, your reality is different from mine,so only you can. I reached for a single petal from the flowers I had plucked on my way to her and gently slipped it into my pocket so the next time we met, I could have an even more special gift for her. One final lesson that will answer all her questions.
imagine her mother's face when she finally reunites with her daughter, more than 40 years too early.