As she looked down on him
She sees him happy
Always running around having fun
She sees him always hanging out
Coming home after dark
Even though he was never perfect
She loved him to death
She reaches out to touch him
His face is cold
He doesn't react like usual
He usually makes a sound when she touches him in his sleep
She remembers how he felt in his arms
Always warm
He loves to hug her
She can almost smell his sweet scent
She can hear his laugh
His voice is so clear in her mind
But he is silent
He's not saying anything
And thanks to a stranger
Driving with one too many drinks in his system
She will never hear her little boy's voice again
