To See The Morning Sun Is Like Seeing The Moon Light Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one see the morning sun thus one think of the moon light that will touch once heart with respect but for who's heart will fill with respect yet every star that one see for what one see is the star of respect but to see the morning sun is like seeing the moon light in the night sky with respect.


Thus when the moon light shine in the night sky for there a angel with eyes that sparkle in the night and yet just to feel the night breeze whisper in the air for it whisper respect thus the more the night breeze whisper thus the family will sparkle in the night sky but just when one feel a warm smile yet to see the morning sun is like seeing the moon light of respect.


The more one wish the more one feel the touch of respect for it's the angel that will fill once heart for every rose that one see is the angel of respect when once heart is fill with respect thus one see the angel with eyes that twinkle with respect and yet every min that the moon light shine for there a warm smile yet to see the morning sun is like seeing the moon light of respect.