Pretty Red Roof Sky

Pretty red roof sky

Pretty red roof sky such pity you should fade,
conjure content of mind I bid never disappear.
Clouds of chequered red like isles at heavens feet
go by one by one where the sun can only peep

A painter I can’t be but you may catch ones eye
whose intent I must dissuade
should that be to paint you poorly.
Betrayal my any thought from what I see before me
pretty red roof sky I never will forsake thee.

Since you’ve been a thousand times
I did wake to seek you,
only there to find a sky all black and dreary.
Here on the road of life few find peaks of glory
go now content in mind to the vessels of my memory.