My Heart Gets a Call

My Heart Gets A Call Sometimes, when troubles find me even now that I am grown. I slip off somewhere by myself. I need to be alone. Sometimes my restless spirit is just in need of sleep. Still there are some other times when my soul starts to weep. It's not for my self pity often not for me at all. Sometimes sadness in the wind just gives my heart a call. I'll stand among the shadows or look up at the sky. Think of all the broken hearts then I'll start to cry. It may not help the world go round it may not help at all. It's just what I got to do when my heart get's a call. Soon I find my smile again in spite of unforgotten pain. Then my soul starts dancing. Dancing in the rain. Edwin C Hofert