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

For every moment that the sun shine for a bird will sing for a heart that wish for respect but when one wish for respect thus a rose is n full bloom just to touch a heart with respect just to look to the blue sky for one feel the morning breeze that whisper in the air the more the breeze whisper the more once heart being touch with respect and yet the night the moon touch the sky with respect.



Every min that the bird sing the more a rose will touch a heart with respect but for who's heart will be touch with respect for respect is the light of life but when it's night for the moon will raise but it will touch the sky with respect for every star is the eyes of the angel of respect that will fill once heart with the touch of respect and yet the night the moon touch the sky with respect.



The night for the stars to raise with the touch of respect but for every star that one see is the angel for who touch the sun with respect but it's one who wish for respect but to look in the eyes of the stars thus or what one see is the sparkle that shine in the night with respect and yet the night the moon touch the sky with respect.



To look to the sky is like looking threw a window for the touch of respect but for every window is the window of the angel with respect but just to feel a warm smile thus it's the sun that one feel for it's the angel for who's heart is fill with respect just to touch a heart but where there a heart thus one will feel the touch of the light of life and yet the night the moon touch the sky with respect.