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

For when the sun raise thus every rose that one see been touch with respect but just to see a rose for one feel the touch of the sun that will warm a heart with the touch of respect for every touch of a rose is like feeling the light of life and yet it's the moon that will raise to touch the sky and yet every touch of the moon is the touch of respect.



Time after time for one wish for the touch of respect the more one wish for the touch of respect the more the moon shall fill the air with respect but for one who look to the sky thus one see a star that twinkle in the night for every min that the moon shine for once eyes will twinkle with respect and yet every touch of the moon is the touch of respect.



Where there a rose thus every rose is the rose of the angel with respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect for it's the one who wish for the touch of respect some where the angel with eyes that sparkle in the night is the angel that will touch a heart with respect and yet every touch of the moon is the touch of respect.




Just when one wish for respect for one see a falling star and yet for who will catch the falling star thus for every falling star for it's the angel of respect that wish for one to catch it night after night for every wish that one make for a star will shine in the night sky and yet every touch of the moon is the touch of respect.