The Night That The Moon Was Touch With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one who wish for the touch of respect is one for who's heart wish to feel the touch of respect but yet when one see a star thus the more stars that one see for there shall be a twinkle in the night sky for the touch of respect just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by a rose and yet the night that the moon was touch with respect.



Oh what a lovely night just to see the moon thus every min that one feel the light of life for one see the twinkle in the eyes of the angel for who touch the night sky with respect when there a warm smile thus one shall feel the touch of the sun that been touch with respect for every touch of respect the more a rose shall bloom in full but yet the night that the moon was touch with respect.



For every min that the sun shine the more respect will fill the sky and yet for one who wish for the touch of respect feel the touch of a angel that has eyes that will sparkle in the sun light just to feel a warm smile that will touch every rose that one see yet for every bird there a lily but yet the night that the moon was touch with respect.



When one feel the touch of the angel for once eyes will twinkle like the stars that one see in the night sky for where there happiness for one shall feel the warm smile of one who been touch with respect but yet being in the arms of the angel that fill once heart with respect and yet the night hat the moon was touch with respect.