The Night That One Felt The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

The night that one will fell the touch of respect yet every min that one look to the night sky thus there a star that touch one with respect for every min that one is touch with respect thus once eyes start to winkle like the diamond in the night yet one see a star or one wish to feel the touch of respect but the night that one felt the touch of respect.


When one see he sun raise for the sun is the angel by day and yet when one feel the touch of respect for one see the sun and yet every min that one feel the sun the stronger respect will get when one is touch with respect just to wish for the touch of respect mean a lot to the one who felt the touch of respect and yet the night that one felt the touch of respect.


For every bird that touch the blue sky is like touching the blue moon that is fill with respect thus where there a rose for every rose been touch with respect but to look in the eyes of the angel is like looking for the angel with eyes that sparkle in the night yet the night that one felt the touch of respect.


Where there a warm smile thus there the sun that one feel yet every min that one feel the sun the more respect will fill once heart with respect thus every rose that one touch is being fill with the respect that once heart but when the blue moon raise for it's the stars that ouch once heart with respect and yet the night that one felt the touch of respect.