Every time I hear a baby cry,
I look to see if you are there.
It’s not that I’ve forgotten,
I just want so much for you to be here.
I want to reach out and hold your hand,
to watch you grow and help you learn.

Every time I hear a child laugh,
I turn to see you smile.
It’s not that I expect to see you,
I just want to see you there.
I want to hold out my arms
and catch you when you fall.
I want to teach you what you need
to know and help you reach every single goal.

Every time I see a mother holding her child,
I wrap my arms around myself,
as if to pull you close.
It’s not that I’m cold,
I just want to feel you near.
I want you to be here with me, to help me to let go.