For Every Min That One See The Moon There Is Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When it's night thus one will see a star that will shine in the night but for every star is the star of respect but for who's heart will be touch with the touch of respect every time that one see a star for once eyes will twinkle in the night with respect and yet for every min that one see the moon there is respect.



Thus when the sun raise for every rose that one see shall feel the touch of respect for every rose that been touch with respect is the rose of the angel for who's heart is full of respect just to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of a rose that is fill with respect to fill a heart and yet for every min that one see the moon there is respect.



For one who wish for the touch of respect is one who will feel the touch of light of life but when one see the moon for it will touch the night sky with respect that will touch a heart just to look to the sky for what one see is a star that will shine n the night but for every rose that been touch with respect is the rose of the angel of respect and yet for every min that one see the moon there is respect.



Yet when the moon raise thus it's the angel that fill the moon with respect but when one feel the touch of respect will touch a heart that wish for respect for every heart that been touch with respect for the more one will see the stars of respect yet it's the stars of the angel for who will fill the night air with the touch of respect and yet for every min that one see the moon there is respect.