For Every Clear Night For One Will Be Touch With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

The more one look to the sky the more one will feel the touch of respect for every min there is a star with a twinkle in the night for every twinkle is the twinkle of respect but for every star that touch the night sky is the family for who's heart is full of respect but one shall feel a warm smile that will warm once heart and yet for every clear night for one will be touch with respect.


But when one look to the night sky for one wish for the touch of respect for every min that one feel the touch of respect is like feeling the touch of a rose for every rose that been touch is the rose of the angel of respect thus where there respect for one will see the angel of respect with eyes that sparkle in the night and yet for every clear night for one will be touch with respect.


Every moment that one wish for the touch of respect the more the angels touch a heart with the touch of respect just to see the moon light is to feel the light of life but yet for who will feel the touch of respect night after night is the night for the stars to touch a heart with respect just to look in the eyes of a angel is like seeing the sun and yet for every clear night for one will be touch with respect.


When the sun raise for one will feel the warm smile of the sun but for every touch of respect thus the stronger it get thus for every sparkle that one see is the eyes of the angel for who will fill once heart with the touch of respect just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air but when one see the moon light that will shine in the night and yet for every clear night for one will be touch with respect.