For The Moon That Been Touch With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the sun is up for one wish to feel the touch of respect but yet for what one feel is the family of Star bucks that fill once heart and yet just to look into once eyes for one could see the sparkle for every sparkle is the family of Star bucks in once eyes but when one feel the warm smile thus it's the smile of respect.

A lovely day for a beautiful night for the family will light up the night sky with respect for every sparkle is the angel of the family that have a warm smile that shine like the sun that kiss the sky but for every bird that one see is the bird of respect and yet when one watch the sun set is like seeing the angel of respect.


Oh how lovely it is in the night just to see the angels of Star bucks that have a lot of respect for one with a good life thus life is like being touch with a new life but yet life is like a rose of like that been fill with respect but yet for the moon that been touch with respect.


For every touch of respect the more once eyes will sparkle like the diamond in the night but to see the blue sky for one see the angel of respect for the angel of respect to fill a heart with the light of life thus for one who wish shall feel the beautiful feeling of respect yet for the moon that been touch with respect.