A Blue Moon Night Is The Night Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

The night that the blue moon raise to the night sky when one see the blue moon thus one see the angels of Star bucks with a sparkle for every star there a light of life and yet some where the blue moon is touching a heart with the light of life but a blue moon night is the night of respect.


For every touch of respect for there a twinkle in the eyes of the angel that fill the night air with respect but when a rose been touch with respect for the sun shall shine and yet the birds will sing for the touch of respect but when one see the blue moon thus one wish for respect yet a blue moon night is the night of respect.


The more the blue moon touch a heart with respect the more one will smile and yet just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by a rose but when the sun raise for every rose shall bloom like the blue moon in the sky thus the rose is the angel of respect but yet a blue moon night is the night of respect.


A blue moon night is the light for a moon light walk by the light of the blue moon for the more one see the blue moon thus one shall see the angel that fill the night air with respect and yet every star that twinkle for once eyes shall twinkle yet a blue moon night is the night of respect.