The lovely lady who wrote this poem is one of my sweet OBA sisters.

I Felt You There
Jennifer A. Lindstrom (a.k.a. Brown)

In every sunrise,
every mountain,
every rainbow,
every star.
I'm loving you, and I know you're there.
Yet, I'm not sure where you are.
Are you sitting here beside me,
or were you the bird that flew?
I feel the wind blow in my ear,
and I'm wondering if it's you.
Are you reading over my shoulder?
Are you holding my hand right now?
I want to tell you I love you,
I'm not sure if I know just how.
I can feel you wiping my teardrops,
and asking me, please, not to cry.
But I'm missing you,
loving you so much,
and I'm wondering why you had to die.