The Raising Of The Moon With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the sun raise for one will feel the warmth of the sun that is fill with the respect that the angel touch with but yet when one feel the sun thus one feel the touch of respect that will fill once heart but yet every min that the sun warm once heart with respect thus the raising of the moon with respect.


Yet for every rose that bloom by night is the rose of respect but for every min there a star that will twinkle in once eyes with respect thus for the stars that been touch with respect for the night that one see the raising of the moon for one see the light of life for life is like a rose but the raising of the moon with respect.


For every raising of the moon thus the angel fill the moon with respect but for one who wish for the touch of respect yet for one see a star with a twinkle that is respect but for every touch of respect thus a rose will bloom with respect yet for who's heart will be ill with respect and yet the raising of the moon with respect.


The raising of the moon is like the raising of the sun just to feel the sun is like being touch by a rose that been touch with respect for every rose that one see is like seeing the eyes of a angel for who's heart is fill with respect but the raising of the moon with respect.