For Every Star There The Angel Of Repect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when one feel the sun thus it's like feeling the touch of a rose that been touch with respect but when one look to the sky for what one see is the star with a twinkle but when the blue moon raise for it's the angel of the night sky with respect yet one wish to feel the touch of respect but for every star there the angel of respect.


Night after night for the sky is fill with respect thus for it' the angel that fill the sky with respect but when one see a star thus it's sparkle in the night sky with respect yet when one wish for the blue moon shall raise to touch the night sky and yet for one will see the light of the blue moon that is fill with respect yet for every star there the angel of respect.


Thus for every touch of respect for the stars shall be fill with the touch of the angel respect thus for who wish to feel the touch of respect just look to the sky thus one will see the angel with respect the more one feel the touch of respect for one felt the touch of the blue moon and yet for every star there the angel of respect.


When the night is clear thus one can see the stars that sparkle in the night sky for it's that night angel that fill the stars with respect where there a warm smile thus it's a star for who's eyes sparkle in the night for where there a rose that need to feel the touch of respect yet for every star there the angel of respect.