I often sit on rooftops early on summer mornings

Enjoying coffee and catching up with my messages

 

My neighbour was air raid warden during the war

And was often stationed on rooftops in the city

 

He told me that it was a frightening occupation

But it did have its moments of fun

 

On summer days he would often sneak up on to rooftops

With girl friends to smoke drink and enjoy the sun

 

He looks at the safe skies now without any nostalgia

And tells me how much he enjoys my company