To Fly By Night Is Like Flying With A Star Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For a beautiful summer day and yet the sun warm once heart for every min that one feel the touch of the sun for one feel the touch of respect when the sun shine thus a rose will be fill with respect but yet for time after time one see a star for the star that one see is the star of respect


When one see the moon light thus one shall feel the touch of he angel for who's eyes twinkle and yet every min that one see the star the more respect get closer to once heart just to feel the summer breeze is like being in the moon light just to feel the angel touch of respect.


Thus when night come for one will see the family of angels that has a twinkle in their eyes the angels is the family of Star bucks where there life thus there happiness for every touch of respect the stronger one get by the touch of the angel of respect fill once heart with respect but to fly by night is like flying with a star of respect.


Just to fly for one wish to fly like a eagle but it's respect that one wish to feel the more one wish for respect he more the moon light will shine upon once face and yet just to see once face is like seeing a angel of respect but to fly by night is like flying with a star of respect