The Night Blue Moon Touch The Night With Repect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For every min that one feel the sun thus one wish to see the blue moon for every moment that one wish for the blue moon the more the sun warm once heart but for who' heart will feel the touch of respect just to look to the sky and yet for there a twinkle in the night sky but the night blue moon touch the night with respect.


Thus where there a lily for one shall feel the touch of the lily for every min that one touch a lily for one shall feel the touch of respect where there a warm smile for the sun shall warm the heart that wish for the touch of respect but the night blue moon touch the night with respect.


Yet when the sun shine the birds will sing just for the touch of respect and yet when one look to the sky thus there a twinkle in the sky for every touch of the twinkle is the twinkle of respect but to the family of Star bucks have a lot of respect and yet the night blue moon touch the night with respect.


But yet every moment that one look to the sky the more one feel the touch of respect for the family respect mean a lot to the family that has respect but when one feel a warm smile thus it's the sun that one feel when one see a rose that been touch with respect and yet just to look in the eyes of a angel yet the night blue moon touch the night with respect.