The Red Sky Is The Sky Of Resect Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Thus when the sun set for there the star of the night that will fill a heart with the touch of respect thus every red sky for there a bird that is fill with the touch of respect for where there a bird thus there a angel of respect that will fill the air but for who will feel the respect will be one who wish for the touch of respect and yet the red sky is the sky of respect.


When one look to the night sky for there a star that shine in the night but when one feel the light thus the light is the light of life for life mean a lot to the family for who fill the night air with respect just to wish for the touch of respect thus there the red sky that been touch by the angel of respect and yet the red sky is the sky of respect.


Every min that one see the red sky thus one wish for the touch of respect but when the sun shine for it will touch every rose with respect and yet for the rose will touch a heart that wish for respect but who's eyes will sparkle in the night with respect just to see the eyes of the angel for who's heart is full of respect and yet for the re sky is the sky of respect.



Where there a rose for there the re sky that wait to fill a heart that wish for the touch of respect but when one do see a red sky for the bird that one see is the bird of the angel for who touch the heart of one just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the night for every whisper of the night breeze shall touch a heart and yet the red sky is the sky of respect.