The Night The Moon Touch The Sky With Respect Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For every rose that bloom thus the birds will touch the morning sky but when one feel the warm smile thus it's the sun that one feel for every touch of a rose thus a heart will feel the touch of a rose that been touch with respect thus every rose that been touch will touch a heart that wish for respect and yet the night the moon touch the sky with respect.



Every moment that the moon touch the sky for one will see a star that twinkle in the sky with respect the more respect touch a heart the more the birds will touch the sky with respect just to look to the sky for what one see is the angel every rose is like the stars of respect but yet for every rose that one see is the rose of the angel of respect and yet the night the moon touch the sky with respect.



Just to wish for the touch of respect but for every heart that wish for respect is like seeing the angel of respect for who's eyes sparkle in the sky to touch a heart that wish for the touch of respect time after time for one who wish to feel the touch of respect will feel the touch of the light of life but to the family light of life is the light of respect and yet the night the moon touch the sky with respect.




For every star thus the angel of respect will touch the heart that wish for respect but when one feel the touch of a rose is like being touch with a warm smile of respect but yet when the moon raise thus the sky will be fill with the touch of respect by the moon that will touch a heart thus every moment that one see the moon for what one see is the angel of respect to touch a heart that wish for respect and yet the night the moon touch the sky with respect.