Where There A Star For One Shall Feel The Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When it's night thus one will feel the night breeze that whisper in the night air but for one who look to the sky thus one feel the touch of respect that touch once heart every min that one feel the touch of respect for there a warm smile and yet where there a star one shall feel the respect.


Thus when the moon raise for one could see the moon light for the moon light is the light of life but for who will feel the touch of respect that will fill once heart every min that one look to the sky thus one see a star with a twinkle of respect and yet one wish to feel the touch of respect but yet where there a star for one shall feel the respect.


Just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the night for it's the angels that is whispering the respect thus a open heart is like a open door just for respect to fill with respect to look the sky is like looking in the eyes of the angels of the night and yet where there a star for one shall feel the respect.


For every min that the moon shine the more stars one will see but when one see a falling star one shall catch the falling star for it's the stars with respect to fill once heart for who ever catch the falling star but yet where there a star for one shall feel the respect.