Christian poem 'The Shut In' by Lona Robinson (Christart.com)

The Shut In
by Lona Robinson

My days are long in this old rocking chair.
I no longer can wander out, I do not dare.
My heart is sad, my body is worn out.
They say they care, but this I doubt.

Nobody comes over, no body calls.
So all I can do is sit, stare at the walls.
I wait and wonder if the phone will ring.
I wish it would, oh how my heart would sing.

Just a knock at the door, someone to say hi.
Would give me such happiness.
Will it happen before I die?

I use to go to church, when I could stand.
People smiled at me and shook my hand.
They professed to love, and live by THE BOOK.
Now how they treat me, just take a look.

I hope they never get to the situation I'm in.
It's terrible when you're forced to be a shut in.
The days are long, sometimes the nights too.
I pray to my maker, for His love I know is true.

I bow my head and raise my hand.
I know my time is near to leave this land.
I await my lonely time here on earth.
Because with you, Jesus, I have rebirth.

I try to remember Jesus, what You went through.
And I hold no grudge but it still makes me blue.
I remember on Calvary, what you did for me.
And I promise Lord,to always honor Thee.

So as you once prayed, I will do so too.
Forgive them Father, they know not what they do.

(Dedicated to the memory of my mother)

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