The Light Of Respect Is The Light Of The Blue Moon. - Poem by Raymond Sawyer
For every light that one see is the is the light of the sun and yet the sun been touch with respect Where there light thus one will see the blue moon light that will shine in the night sky thus when one feel the sun light for one feel the light of the blue moon that is fill with respect but the light of respect is the light of the blue moon.
Every morning that the sun for every rose that one see is like seeing the sun but when there a warm smile thus the birds will sing for the touch of respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect just to be in the light is like feeling the light of life and yet the light of respect is the light of the blue moon.
To feel the light is like feeling the eyes of a angel for who wait to fill once heart with respect but where there a warm smile for every min that one feel a warm smile thus one wish for the touch of respect when the night been touch with respect for it's the blue moon light and yet the light of respect is the light of the blue moon.
For every light for there a angel for who's eyes shall sparkle in the night sky and yet every sparkle is the sparkle of respect just to feel to touch of the angel of respect for where happiness thus there a warm smile but when the one wish for respect yet the light of respect is the light of the blue moon.
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