He had a gun for 50 years.
He only shot it once.
He kept it for protection
in case of a break in of
his and his wife’s house.
At age eighty-eight he
used the gun for the
first time when his wife
had died and left him
alone and depressed.
The shot rang out above
his TV’s loud chatter.
And he lay dead with
a bullet in his head.
Bob Boyd