My gain is her loss.


I hear “Mom.”

She hears silence.


I feel hugs.

She just has the memory of his arms around her.


I see smiles and eyes that light up with excitement.

She has to close her eyes to see his face.


I hear giggles and laughs.

She only hears the echos of them.


I get to watch him grow up.

She just gets to dream about it.


my gain

is her loss.