The Night That The Sky Touch One With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For every night that the angels fill once heart thus for there a twinkle in once eyes for one felt the touch of respect and yet every min that one feel the touch for when the moon raise thus for one wish for the touch of respect but when one see a star for it's the angel that one see but yet the night the sky touch one with respect.


Where there a house that one live and yet every touch that one feel thus once house is fill with respect just to feel a warm smile that touch once heart for one will shine like the angel that fill once heart for every touch for a rose shall bloom with the touch of respect the more one feel the touch of respect thus a bird will sing for the touch of respect by the angel.


Every moment that the blue moon shine thus one feel the angel in the air but some where there a heart that wish for the touch of respect for every min that the angel touch once heart for the night sky shall shine with respect but yet the night that the sky touch one with respect.


When the blue moonshine thus one feel the light of life that mean a lot to the angel that fill once heart with respect what a lovely night for the star to sparkle in the night but for one who wish for respect thus how beautiful the night look when the blue moon is out but the night that the sky touch one with respect.


For every touch is like being in the arms of the angel that touch once heart with respect yet when one wait the more one wish for the touch of respect and yet just to feel the touch of respect for there a warm smile for the angel that touch once heart with respect but yet the night that the sky touch one with respect.