Jess

• Fiona Mcmullen, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2004

I came home from school,
and mum was crying.
Grandma and Deka were there.
Jessie, our dog, had died.
I cried, and they told Louise.
Mum told us what happened.
Iwas sad.
When John came home,
he asked where Jess was,
and mum told him.
Louise, mum and I saw her at the vets.
Dad picked her up,
when he came home from work,
and buried her.