The Touch Of A Star Is The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

A clear night for the blue moon shall raise to touch the sky and yet when one see the blue moon thus one will feel the touch of the stars that sparkle in the night sky for every sparkle there is a sparkle in the sky just to see the sparkle every sparkle is the sparkle of respect but the touch of a star is the touch of respect.

For one who touch the sky thus one touch the angel with respect but for every touch of respect the stronger respect will get for it's the angel that have a lot of respect where there a warm smile for there the morning sun that been fill with respect but for every rose that been touch with respect and yet the touch of a star is the touch of respect.


Every min that one feel the touch of respect is like feeling the sun that touch the blue sky with respect but when the sun shine so shall the smile of the angel of respect thus where there a star for one will see the angel of the night that touch once heart with respect and yet the touch of a star is the touch of respect.


For every moment that one wish for the touch of respect for where the angel is for the angel shall shine like the diamond in the night yet when one feel the touch of a star thus one feel the touch of the blue moon for it's the blue moon that touch once heart with respect and yet the touch of a star is the touch of respect.