Broken Has My Number

Broken Has My number Broken has my number, like an echo in the wind. Calling sometimes now and then, someone needs a friend. Sometimes I try to look away and I will not deny it. But it just keeps on ringing I don't know why I even try it. I close my eyes up to the skies and listen with my heart. Then I hear as it draws near a life's been torn apart. Someones loved one passed away or by love they've been betrayed. Someone left their lover, someone wishes they had stayed. A child's turned and run away and they're out there on their own. A mothers heart is breaking, she hates that they're alone. A husband shared that he is scared and it's about his wife. The doctor says there's not much time and she will lose her life. I feel their pain it starts to rain somewhere deep inside my soul. And I then try to find a way to change what I can't control. Reaching out to broken hearts no matter day or night. Asking God to help them please and bless these poems I write. Edwin C Hofert