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.
is her loss.