Red are Roses

Roses are red,

Hide and seek is what he played,

Running through the house, she screams his name,

Leo! No response.

All of this had to be a game.

Leo! No response.

Red paints the stairs,

Her heart sinks, increasing her flow of tears.

She was only gone for an hour.

Cautious steps upwards

Body shaking,

Shoes red,

Mouth sour

The trail ended here, with the door cracked.

Red is the rose on his bed.

Leo! No response

Leg sticking out from underneath

Leo! Come out, I've found you.

Hide and seek is what he played,

It's a pity that now he's without a head