Jesse

James Michael Taylor

I never met Jesse,
but I heard her howl in the night,
but I heard her pups yelping for
whiter they yelp for. She was strong
and she was there. And in the Texas
night out on the prairie between
Lillian and Alvarado I could hear them
singing their song.

I never saw Jesse but sometimes
late at night I lie awake and listen
and I wonder whatever happened to
Jesse.