He stood by the tall cottonwood and watched his lover. Ezra was kneeling at her grave. He had been stoic during Maude's illness. Ezra hadn't cried a tear during her illness or burial, or in the two months since. Yet here he was at her grave, visiting it for the first time since the day of the burial.
He went in the gate and walked up to Maude's grave. Ezra looked up at his lover and offered up a wan smile. Tears were making their way down his beloved southerner's face. He knelt down behind Ezra and took a tearstained paper from his hands.
"We were never together for Mother's Day. I always gave the gift for her to whoever I was with. Now she's here and I needed to come, but I couldn't think of what to bring her, so I wrote that."
He read Ezra's words...
No Season In My Heart
Your baby and your child
Holding on and letting go
It is Autumn
So much more than I can count
We'll never again walk side by side
'But it left a man who still looked for a |
"Aw Ezra, I wish I could give you back all the Mother's days in your life and make them just right, but I can't."
"Ah know love, though Ah appreciate the thought."
Standing up and gathering Ezra he said.
"Let's go home."
"Will you lay down with me and hold me for a while."
"Yes."
The End
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