The Night The Moon Touch A Heart With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Thus every min that the sun warm a heart for it's the angel that fill the sun with respect the more one feel the sun thus the more the birds will sing for a heart for respect but every rose that one see been touch of respect to touch a heart with the respect just to feel the sun is like being touch by a rose and yet the night the moon touch a heart with respect.


For every moment that on look to the sky for one see a star that twinkle in the night but to night shall be fill with the touch of respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of the family that will fill the night air with respect for every star that on see is the angels of the night for some where there a heart that wish for the touch of the angel respect but for one who feel a warm smile that touch once heart and yet the night the moon touch a heart with respect.



Night after night for one wish for the touch of respect but yet when one feel the twinkle in once eyes thus it's the angel for who touch once eyes with the light of respect but to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air for every star that touch the night sky shall shine in the night some there heart that been wishing for the touch f respect the more the angels touch once heart the stronger respect will get and yet the night the moon touch a heart with respect.



For when the sun raise thus the birds that one see will fill the morning sky with the touch of respect that touch the sun just to fill a heart with respect but to the family for who is the angel of respect will shine in the night to fill a heart for every touch of respect the more the moon shall shine in the night just to look in the eyes of a angel is like looking at a rose that is full bloom and yet the night the moon touch a heart with respect.