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Ocean heal me - poetry
Ocean Heal Me Ocean heal my wounds Ocean renew me with your power Ocean keep me warm Ocean disband my tears Ocean let me grow in your depths Ocean your spray anoints me Ocean be my friend Ocean, heal me. � 1983 Susan Bacon Susan Bacon is a researcher, dramatist and teacher. You can associate her all the way through http://www. ecoentrepreneur. org
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