Ocean Calling

*Writing helps us through anything. Oh, the ocean is calling me Collecting the shells at the sea Watching the curling, rolling waves, wash away pain that enslaves My dreams are on horizon there I will make them come true with care This is my chance, footprints behind Left just like the shells I find I am as simple as the sea shell I can be fragile, just as well But, strong enough, not left broken From the ocean that has spoken Heidi Sands 6/26/24 8 syllables (C)opyright