I Feel Her With Me

I feel her with me –
whenever I think of her,
she’s here. I feel her
when I’m kind and doing
something nice
for someone else.
I don’t feel her as eyes
watching me. Or as a ghost.
I don’t feel her as a physical
being at all. But I feel
the essence of her.
And I think she’s helping
me understand more
about who we are, really.
Not limited beings trapped
in these bodies, you know?
– Karen Molenaar Terrell

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4 thoughts on “I Feel Her With Me

  1. Hey Karen, I just got home a little while ago and got to read the posts from yesterday and I think my favorite, “A New Christmas ” was from Sunday. Two more outstanding examples of how English can be beautiful when written by artists. Rick

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