The Night The Sky Open Up For The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For every min that the sun touch blue sky for the birds will fill the air with a song for once heart for one who wish for respect is one who wish the the angel of the night that will fill once heart with the touch of respect but for one who wish for the touch of respect thus one will feel the touch of a rose and yet the night the sky open up for the touch of respect.



Thus every moment that one feel the touch of a roe is like being touch by the angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night but every min that one see a star thus every star will twinkle in the night for the touch of respect just to feel the morning sun is like feeling the light of life that mean a lot for the family that fill the night sky with respect and yet the night the sky open up for the touch of respect.



Thus when one see the sun set for night thus every star that one see the more one wish for the touch of respect but just to feel the night breeze is like feeling the touch of the angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night and yet when one feel the night breeze that whisper in the air for it whisper for the touch of respect that will fill a heart with respect and yet the night the sky open up for the touch of respect.



For every touch of respect the more stars that one will see but when one feel a warm smile that shine lie the morning sun that touch the blue sky with respect thus it's the sun that is smiling with the touch of respect but just to feel the touch of the light of life is like being touch by the angel of respect and yet the night the sky open up for the touch of respect.