Poetry, Post-a-Day solace Posted by Wanda Olugbala on August 16, 2012 you don’t get to think about it hands over shoulders stretch arms as high as they will go and breath every ounce of stress every care away. repeat. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...