For Every Min The Moon Shine For One See The Star Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the sun raise for one feel the warmth for every bird that one see thus one feel the touch of respect but yet for who will feel the touch of respect every rose that one see a rose in full bloom with the touch of respect but for every min that the moon shine for one see the star of respect.


Just to see the eyes of the angel for one could see the twinkle in the eyes of the angel for who will fill once heart with respect but when one feel a warm mile thus it's the sun that one feel the more respect fill once heart yet for every rose that one see is the angel of respect yet for every min the moon shine for one see the star of respect.


Thus every twinkle in the eyes f the angel for one will see a sparkle that will light u the night sky like the sun warm once heart and yet to see a bird for the bird is the angel of respect for every touch of respect and yet there happiness every min that respect touch but for every min the moon shine for one see the star of respect.


Thus for every min the moon shine and yet the sun shall raise to touch the blue sky with respect that will fill the air the more respect fill the air the more one will feel the touch of respect yet when one smile for a lily will touch a heart for the lily is the angel flower of respect and yet for every min the moon shine for one see the star of respect.