For The Moon That Been Fill With Respect Is The Angel Of The Moon. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the sun touch the blue sky for the birds shall sing just to fill once heart with respect thus the birds is the angels of Star bucks that have a lot of respect for one will look into the eyes of the angel but what one see is the twinkle of respect yet for the moon that been fill with respect is the angel of the moon.



For night that one see the stars thus every star is the family of Star bucks but yet the moon light shine on once face thus one see a angel with eyes like the diamond in the night for every twinkle for one wish to feel the touch of respect of the angel for who's heart is fill with respect and yet for the moon that been fill with respect is the angel of the moon.



Where there happiness for there the sun that will warm once heart but when one see a rose for it been fill with respect the more respect touch once heart the stronger respect get the more the moon raise thus the night breeze will whisper respect just to feel the night breeze is like feeling the angel of respect.


Every min that the breeze whisper thus it's the angel of the night that whisper respect but just to see the face of the angel of the night and yet when one see the angel for every touch of once heart been fill with respect for the night is a lovely night for the moon light to shine on once face thus for the moon that been fill with respect is the angel of the moon.