The Touch Of The Blue Moon Is The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Lovely night for a blue moon light walk but when one see the blue moon for there a warm smile that is touching once heart with respect just to feel the moon is like feeling the morning sun that touch the blue sky for every bird that one see is the angel of respect yet just to touch a rose thus once eyes shall sparkle in the night and yet the touch of the blue moon is the touch of respect.


Day or night for one will feel the touch of respect thus the air been fill with respect for every bird that touch the blue sky is fill with the angels respect but for who will feel the touch of respect to the family for who is he angel of the night thus every touch shall warm once heart yet the touch of the blue moon is the touch of respect.


Where there a warm smile thus one shall feel the touch of the sun when one feel the morning breeze thus one feel the touch of the angel for who's eyes is like the diamond in the night but just to see the stars thus one see the eyes of the angel who touch once heart to touch the blue moon is the touch of respect.



The touch of the blue moon is like touching once heart with a rose but where there a rose thus one feel the warmth of the sun every touch will fill once heart but for who will feel the touch of the angel that will fill the heart that wish for the touch of respect yet the touch of the blue moon is the touch of respect.