for my big sister tho she'll never get to read it
journeys
my sister she slips silently away
no pitter patter or sleek of feet
no sound even from angel's wing beat
a tear for the girl i once knew
another for the woman to which she grew
and a smile as she starts her journey anew
free at last she leaves her chains
those that hurt tormented and enslaved
eased only by the opium's narcotic crave
shrunken and frail hardly one i know
much less that girl from long ago ...
safe journeys sis ...
see ya on the other side