The Sky That Is Fill With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when the sky is clear for one feel the touch of respect thus every bird that one see is the angel of the night and yet the more one see the bird the more respect touch once heart but yet for every star that twinkle is he family of Star bucks but yet the sky that is fill with respect.


Just to wish to feel the touch of the angel respect but every min that one wish for there a twinkle in once eyes every touch of respect thus a star shall sparkle in the night sky and yet just to see the sun is like feeling the respect yet the sky that is fill with respect.


The more one look to the sky thus for one will see the family of Star bucks for they are angel of he night sky but when one see the moon light or who's heart will be fill with respect or he family is the once with respect but for the family respect is special to them and yet the sky that is fill with respect.


To feel the sun is lie feeling the touch of a rose that is full bloom and yet for one who wish will see the moon light of life yet every touch of respect is being touch with the light of life where there happiness for one will smile for every thus the sun shall warm once heart yet the sky that is fill with respect.