The Stars Of The Night Is The Stars Of The Angel. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the night slip in for the moon will touch the sky with the light of life but yet every min that the moon touch a heart the more one will see the family that will touch a heart with respect but just to feel the light of life but to a heart the light of life is the of respect some where when one travel thus one travel under the stars of respect for it's the angel that one travel with but the stars of the night is the stars of the angel.


Just when one feel the touch of respect for every moment that the sun warm ma heart thus the sky shall open like ma door to the angel of respect house thus every star that one see for it's the eyes of the angel for who's heart is full of respect night after night a star will twinkle min the eyes of one who wish for respect and yet just to feel the beat of once heart that beat the sound of respect but the stars of the night is the stars of the angel.


Some where a heart that been touch by the light of life is the heart with a warm smile that shall light the sky with respect for every even thus the moon is fill with the light of respect for when the sun touch the sky thus the birds shall fill the air with respect a lovely night to see the light of life and yet a heart feel the touch of respect time after time for a warm smile shall shine like the sun for every warm smile is the smile of respect the stars of the night is the stars of the angel.


Oh beautiful moon light for what one see is the eyes of the angel for who's smile shall touch a heart with respect a moment under the stars of respect is a moment to wish for the touch of respect thus when the sun set for it's the night for the moon to touch a heart with respect just to walk in the moon light is like being in the open arms of the angel of respect but the stars of the night is the stars of the angel.


Thus here sit a heart with a warm smile but when the sun is up for every bird shall touch a rose with respect for every rose that ben touch with respect is the rose of the angel for who's heart is fill with respect to touch a heart but when one feel the sun ray for it's the bird that sing the song of respect just the stars of the night is the stars of the angel.