Every Min That One Watch The Night Sky. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one wish to see the angel of the night and yet every min one watch the night sky or the family of he angel of he night but yet or one see a star that sparkle in the night just to see the star for it's the family of Star bucks hat fill the night air with he respect that mean a lot to he family.


Every moment hat one wait for there is happiness in the night for the family has touch a heart with respect that will make once heart bloom like a rose but yet for one who see the moon light or it's the angel of respect that will light up the night sky with respect thus one feel a breeze that whisper in the night that says respect every min that one watch the night sky.


Just o feel the touch of respect is like being touch by the angel of the night and yet every night for the family shall smile but for who will feel the touch of respect night after night the family will sparkle in the eyes of one who wait to see the family but yet for every min that one watch the night sky.


Thus every rose that bloom will bloom with respect for the sun is fill wit respect that he angel fill with respect thus where there a smile for he sun shall fill the roses with respect for respect is some thing is in the family of Star bucks or it's Star bucks that have respect every min that one watch the night sky.