Cowboy Poetry: Empty Saddle of Jess Kincade

I gathered his belongings
And took my brother home
His horse and he had traveled far
No longer shall they roam

Last night a gunfight took his life
And sent his soul to heaven
My brother Jess is now with paw'
His sins have been forgiven

His saddle was the only thing
He'd owned for all those years
Now rests atop his lonely horse
My eyes begin to tear

Homeward bound and rode hard tired
My journey home has ended
To bury him beside our paw'
In the grave yard grandmaw tended

I laid his empty saddle down
Beside his fresh dug grave
And lower'd my head in cowboy prayer
For my brother Jess Kincade