The Mother Of The Night Is The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when it's night thus one will see every star that shine in the night but for where there respect for there the more of the night for who is the angel of respect that touch a heart with respect but just to look to the sky for one will see the eyes of the mother for who is the mother of respect and yet the more of the night is the angel of respect.



Thus the stars that one see is like the child of the angel of respect but just to look in the eyes of the angel for one will feel the twinkle of respect for every moment that one wish for the touch of respect for the mother of the stars will touch a heart with respect but yet when the moon raise for it will fill the air with respect for it's the angel that will fill the air and yet the mother of the night is the angel of respect.



Every min that the moon shine fr there a warm smile that will shine in the night with respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by the light of life thus where there a star for there the mother of respect for who's heart is full of respect some here in the night a heart will feel the touch of respect and yet the mother of the night is the angel of respect.



Time after time for one who wish for the touch of respect shall feel the light of life that mean a lot to the family of respect but just to feel the sun is like being touch by a rose for the rose is the mother of respect thus every warm smile the more the sun will shine but when one see a bird that will touch the sky with respect just to fill a heart with the touch of respect and yet the mother of the night is the angel of respect.