The Raising Of The Moon Is The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Beautiful day and yet one can feel the sun but one wish for the touch of respect just to look to the sky thus one see the sun that will warm once heart and yet for every rose hat one see been touch by the sun of respect but it's the angel for who touch the rose with respect and yet the raising of the moon is the touch of respect but yet the raising of the is the touch of respect.


For every raising of the moon will fill the night air with respect but when one see a star thus one wish for the touch of respect just to feel the touch of the sun is like feeling the touch of a rose but when there a warm smile thus once eyes shall sparkle in the night for every touch of respect for there a happy heart that been touch by the angel yet the raising of the moon is the touch of respect.


For when the moon raise for one will see the star that touch once heart just to feel the touch of the moon is like feeling the sun that warm once heart but for every star that one see is the angel or who's eyes will sparkle in the night sky with the touch of respect for every touch is the angel that fill the night sky with respect and yet the raising of the moon is the touch of respect.


Thus the raising of the moon is the moon of respect but for every bird that fly in he moon light is the angel that fill the moon with respect but for every min that one see the moon thus once eyes shall sparkle like the diamond in the night yet for one who wish will feel the touch of respect but the raising of the moon is the touch of respect.