Gun Reform Now
Their parents buckled them into car seats
Zipped them into tiny coats, and then coats a little less tiny, and a little less, as they grew
Bent low to fit shoes onto their feet
And put them back on when they came off, and back on again, and again
Cut grapes into pieces so they would not choke
Rubbed sunscreen on their little arms as they squirmed to run and play
Taught them to swim, to look both ways before crossing the street, to wear a helmet
How to stop, drop and roll
How to call 9-1-1
Their parents, or their grandparents, whoever they had who loved them
Did everything they knew how to protect them
And all of us who deep down do not believe, cannot believe, that it could ever be us
Be ours
What have we done that they did not do?