The Night The Angels Dance Across With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when the sky is clear thus the blue moon shall raise to the night sky just to see the blue moon is like seeing a rose that been touch with respect for every min that one see the blue moon the more the angels shall sparkle in the night but for who's heart will fill the touch of respect but the night the angels dance across with respect.


Every min that one see a star thus there a warm smile that shine like the morning sun for where there a warm smile thus one feel the touch of respect in the air and yet to look to the sky for the night the angels dance across the sky is the night that one felt the touch of respect but the night the angels dance across with respect.


The more the angels dance across the sky the more one will feel the touch of respect and yet every dance is the dance of respect that will touch once heart just to feel the blue moon is like feeling the touch of a rose that been fill with respect for who's heart will feel the touch of respect the night the angels dance across with respect.


Night after night for every star that dance across the sky is the angels that will fill once heart but when one feel a warm smile thus it's the sun that fill with respect when on see a twinkle for it's a warm smile of respect just to look to the sky and yet one can see the blue moon but the night the angels dance across with respect.