SPOOKY FUN

A Florida paradise.

Tourists flock to the beaches.

Some are missing come morning.

No evidence of them left behind.

Blood red roses pop up everywhere.

MISSING YOU

I miss you,

dear brother.

So many years

have passed

without you.

Without you to

share my adventures,

my happiness,

my sorrows.

Life has been lackluster

without you.

It’s been missing a 

vital ingredient.

It’s been missing you.