Raymond Sawyer


To Sit In The Moon Light Is To Sit With The Angel Of Respect. - Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For one who sit in the moon light thus one shall see a twinkle in the night for it's the angel that will fill a heart with the touch of respect but when one feel the the touch of respect in the air thus one will feel a warm smile that will warm once heart just to be touch with respect is like being touch by arose of the angel and yet to sit in the moon light is to sit with the angel of respect.


Just to see every star shine is like seeing the sun that warm once heart but for who will wish for the touch of respect but yet every bird that one see shall touch a heart with respect but when the sun shine for every rose that one see been touch with the touch of respect yet for the angel that fill the air is the angel of the light of life that a heart the more one feel the light of life the more one will smile and yet to sit in the moon light is to sit with the angel of respect.


Every moment that one sit in the moon light the more the stars shall shine the touch of respect to once heart yet the more the stars shine the more one will feel the light of life but yet to sit in the moon light is like seeing a angel with eyes that sparkle in the night time after time for one wish for the touch of respect but when one feel the touch of the angel and yet to sit in the moon light is to sit with the angel of respect.



Where there a heart thus there is a warm smile that will warm once heart with the touch of respect and for every star that one see is the stars of the angel for who's heart is full of respect the more one is touch with respect thus the more once eyes shall twinkle in the night sky with the touch of respect just to look in the eyes of the angel is lie looking to the sun that touch the blue sky and yet to sit in the moon light is to sit with the angel of respect.

Topic(s) of this poem: than-bauk

Form: Ballad


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Well good morning to all the people that come here just for a good cup of fresh cup of coffee just before they have to be at work but when they feel a warm smile that says welcome to Star bucks.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 29, 2015



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