Thus it's night for the moon will raise to touch the sky with respect for every min that the moon touch the sky for there a light of that will touch a heart but when one see the light thus it's the light of respect that will fill the sky just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air for every whisper is the whisper of respect for one to feel in once heart and yet there is a warm smile that will warm a heart with respect and yet the light in the sky is the light of respect.
For where there a star thus there a angel for who will touch a heart with respect but the angel that will touch a heart is the star with a twinkle in the eyes that shine in the night just to feel the touch of the star is like being touch by a rose that been fill with the touch of respect just to be a star is like being a angel of the night sky that been fill with respect and yet the light in the sky is the light of respect.
Thus every star that one see for one feel the touch of a rose that is the rose of the angel of respect for every min that a star shine for one will feel the touch of respect by the light in the sky but for every light that one see is the light of life but to the family the light of life mean a lot to the family and yet the light in the sky is the light of respect.
Every min that one wish the more once heart will feel the touch of respect that the star fill in once heart but just to see the moon that shine thus when the light in the sky shine for it's the stars that will fill the air with the touch of respect yet when the sun raise for every rose will bloom in full of respect and yet the light in the sky is the light of respect.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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