The Sky Is Blue For There The Sun Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

What a lovely night for one to see the stars with the sparkle in the night but every min that one see a star for once eyes shall twinkle like the diamond in the night but for one who wish for the touch of respect is one who wish to feel the touch of respect and yet the sky is blue for there the sun of respect.


The more one wish for the touch of respect thus one wish to feel the touch of the angel with eyes that sparkle in the night sky the more they sparkle the more they sparkle the more one will see the moon of life and yet to the stars life mean a lot to the stars that fill once heart with respect thus the sky is blue for there the sun of respect.


Where there is sun thus there is the moon that been fill with respect but for every rose that one see been touch with respect just to look to the sky for what one see is the stars with the twinkle in the night sky when one who's heart wish just to feel the touch of respect but the sky is blue for there the sun of respect.


For when one see the sun thus every min one feel the sun that warm once heart just to be touch with respect is like being touch by a rose for every moment that one wish to feel the touch of respect is one who feel the touch of the sun and yet just to look in the eyes of the angel for the sky is blue for there the sun of respect.