Listening To My Intuition
An inferno in my gut told me something was wrong
I fled the scene immediately, knowing something was off
Something horrible was about to happen
I missed it, and later felt grateful, relieved, and thrilled to have missed it
Because it was something that would have caused me unthinkable pain
Hearing about it was not the same as being there.
I thanked my intuition a hundred times over.
She never lets me down.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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