Tree Stand Gun Range
Here I️ sit in a tree stand
A gun given to me
Probably not the safest idea
To be left alone with such device
As all it takes is one bad memory
To trigger my emotions
Feelings of unworthiness
Unsupported, uncaring cruel world
But I️ think of my children
My love I️ have for them
They need their momma
And she needs to hold onto them
The gun still sits unloaded
On a chair next to me
Today it is not my time
Today it is not my day
© Christina M Wilmes