The Sun Of The Day Is The Stars Of The Night. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the morning sun raise thus a rose shall bloom in full for it's he sun that fill the rose with with respect for every rose that one see been touch by the angel of respect just to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of a rose the more the sun shine the more one feel the warm smile of the sun and yet the sun of the day is the stars of the night.


For every min that the sun shine the more one will see the stars in the night just to feel the touch of respect thus one wish for the touch of respect for one who wish for the touch of respect but when the blue moon raise for one will see the light of life but where there a warm smile thus it's the sun that one feel and yet the sun of the day is the stars of the night.


For every min that one feel the sun thus one will feel the touch of respect for it's the stars that will touch one with respect the more one feel the sun thus the more one shall see the moon of life and yet for every star that one see is the angels of respect and yet the sun of the day is the stars of the night.


When one wish for the touch of respect for it's the sun that fill once heart with respect but for every star that fill the night sky with respect is the angels of the Star bucks for it' Star bucks that have a lot of respect but to the family respect mean a lot where one see the sun for every rose will touch a heart but the sun of the day is the stars of the night.