For Every Touch Of Respect Is The Blue Moon Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the sky is clear for one could see the blue moon and yet one wish for the touch of respect but for what one see is the angel with eyes that sparkle in the night with respect just to see the blue moon for some where there a warm smile and yet for every touch of respect is the blue moon.


Thus when the night is clear for there a special rose that bloom with the touch of respect just to feel the touch of the rose is like being touch by the special rose where there a angel thus there is respect for one who wish for the touch of respect when the eyes of the angel sparkle thus for every touch of respect is the blue moon.


For every touch of respect is like seeing the falling angel for who's heart is fill with respect but yet every star that one see for one shall see the blue moon thus the blue moon will shine just to see a bird that will fill the air with respect and yet every touch of respect for every touch of respect is the blue moon.


Night after night for one wish for the touch of respect and yet when one feel the morning sun for what one feel is the blue moon that touch once heart with respect but every star that twinkle is the angels of the night with respect just to feel the sun is like feeling a warm smile but for every touch of respect is the blue moon.