I was formerly a Social Services Director in a nursing home and also did volunteer work once a week in local facility for 5 years once a week. I saw so many people like the lady in this poem.... just waiting day after day for a familiar face to walk through the door. Oftentimes, they were forgotten and there was nothing but idle days to fill their time. So many, I think, pray for the Lord to take them home. The lady I wrote this about was a real person and resident of the home where I volunteered. She was a very quiet pleasant lady but no one ever came. Her name was Evelyn and she would also sit with hands crossed in her wheelchair, oftentimes staring at the door. She was a Christian lady and one of my favorites but she seemed alone and unhappy. I can still visualize her to this day along with several other forlorn faces....... just waiting...... '
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