Missing You

I really miss my older sister
I know she was faulty.
She drank cold medicine
chased down with a can of beer.

I know she smoked ***
shot horse and crack.
Then did time for being a mule.
You might ask me why
I still love her.

Because the faulty
parts got even worse.

The shoplifting charges
why did she always get caught?
Then the solicitation,
just to get enough to score.

But before all these things
when I was a little boy.
she was an angel to me.
She looked after me when
mom was out partying

I remember her reading and singing.
She took me to my first movie.
She would make me breakfast
tell me of all her plans
to see the world live life.

She made me laugh
When I was blue.
And I ache to see her again.