A Night Under The Stars Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one sit in the night thus one will see the stars tat sparkling in the night sky and yet every sparkle is the sparkle of respect just to see the stars for night the moon shall raise to touch the night sky with respect just to feel the touch of respect for a night under the stars of respect.


For one who look to the night sky thus one wish for the touch of respect and yet when one see the moon light thus one see the angel of Star bucks for who will fill the air with respect when one feel the touch of the stars is like feeling the touch of the angel of Star bucks but a night under the stars of respect.


Just to feel the touch of respect is like feeling the touch of a rose that been fill with respect and yet for who wish to feel the touch of respect for where there a warm smile thus there a heart that wish to feel the touch but every touch of respect is the touch of a star and yet a night under the stars of respect.


A night for a moon light walk in the moon light but when one see a star thus one will feel the touch of respect for every star that one see will twinkle in once eyes yet when the sun raise for one will feel the warmth of the sun just to walk in the moon light for a night under the stars of respect.