For One Who Sit Under The Stars Is One Who Will Feel Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when one who sit under the stars is one who will feel the touch of respect for one who sit alone for one wish for the touch of respect and yet just to look to the sky one see every star that has a twinkle in the night the more one look to the sky the more respect will touch once heart and yet for one who sit under the stars is one who will feel respect.



Thus where there a angel for there is respect for one who wish for respect shall see the moon light of life thus every touch of respect is the touch of the angel for who's eyes shall sparkle in the night but to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air for where there happiness thus there a warm smile that will touch a heart with respect and yet for one who sit under the stars is one who will feel respect.


Every moment that one it under the stars the more one wish for the touch of respect yet some where the angel of respect is with one who wish for respect but some where there a heart that wish for the touch of respect the more one feel the touch of respect the more one feel the moon light of life thus for one who sit under the stars is one who will feel respect.



For when the sun raise thus one will feel a warm smile that shine like the morning sun that touch the blue sky time after time one wish for the touch of respect but when one see a sparkle for it's the angel that will fill once heart but yet every rose that been touch with shall bloom in full with the touch of respect and yet for one who sit under the stars is one who will feel respect.