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:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...