Wrist poem: softly the days Jan 5, 2018 / Sarah K Reece It reads: Softly the days slip from us/like the dawn, fading/into the daylight. Reminding me that the dark days, the bad memories, the low points of confusion, entanglement, overwhelm, they all pass. You're welcome to share: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading...