The Night Sky Of Respect Is The House Of The Angel. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When who wait for the sun raise to touch the blue sky and yet every min that one wait the more one wish for the touch of respect thus every birds that one see shall fill the blue sky with respect every rose that bloom will touch a heart with respect but yet the night sky of respect is the house of the angel.


Where there a heart that wish to feel the touch of a angel thus one see a star with a twinkle but to look in the eyes of a angel is like seeing one by candle light yet every candle light is like the light of the moon that touch the night sky with the light of life yet the night sky of respect is the house of the angel.


Just to dance by candle light is like a dance with the angel for who's heart is fill with respect the more one feel the warm smile thus the more the sun will shine what a lovely night for a moon light walk on the beach but yet for who's heart will be fill with respect and yet the night sky of respect is the house of the angel.


For very star that one see shall sparkle in the night sky but yet when one feel the touch of respect for it' the family of Star bucks for respect mean a lot to the family for who is the angels of the night sky yet when there happiness for one see a warm smile and yet the night sky of respect is the house of the angel.