I write sad poetry..The Trip

My sister took a trip today,
somewhere so far away.
She needed not her shoes or keys,
or clothes for every day.

My sister took a trip today,
knew not the date or time.
Or if she could convey somehow
to say that she was fine.

My sister took a trip today,
though not by land or sea.
And I could see the pain she felt,
as she waited patiently.

My sister took a trip today,
I could not help but cry.
I held her hand and hugged her tight,
and then I said goodbye.

Elaines trip was now at hand,
I knew she had to go.
Then Angels came and gave her wings,
and her new Halo.