For Every Falling Star Is The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when one look to the night sky thus there a sparkle in the night sky for who's eyes will sparkle but for every sparkle that one see is the eyes of the angels of the night for who will fill once heart with the touch of respect for every star that touch one shall twinkle in the eyes of one who wish for the touch of respect and yet for every falling star is the angel of respect.


For when the moon raise thus the eyes of the stars shall sparkle in the sky just to see a falling star thus one wish to catch the falling star but every star that one see shall touch once eyes with the twinkle of respect and yet just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by a rose that is in full bloom and yet for every falling star is the angel of respect.



Every moment that a star fall thus one wish to catch the falling star but for who's heart will be the one feel the touch of respect but where there a warm smile thus one shall feel the touch of the sun that will warm once heart yet for when the sun raise thus there a rose that is bloom in full just to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of a rose and yet for every falling star is the angel of respect.


For a falling star thus who will catch the falling star that is the angel for who will touch once heart with respect thus every touch of respect for there a door to the angel of respect but just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air the more the night breeze whisper the more one will see falling stars and yet for every falling star is the angel of respect.