Open Sky Is The House Of The Angel With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the night is longer the more one see the moon every touch of the moon is like the touch of a angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night but yet every moment that one look to the sky thus the open sky is the house the angel that fill the night air with respect but yet open sky is the house of the angel with respect.



Thus open sky is like a open heart that cry for love but with a open sky is where one feel the touch of respect that the angel fill with respect the more one feel the touch of respect the stronger respect will get just to feel the morning sun is like being touch by a rose that is in full bloom thus the open sky is the house of the angel with respect.


For one who look to the sky for one see the house of the angel that is open with respect but when the more one feel the touch of respect the more one feel a warm smile thus it's the angel with a warm smile that will shine in the night just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air and yet open sky is the house of the angel with respect.


Just to see a rose in bloom is like seeing a bird that is the angel but for one who wish thus where there a warm smile for one shall feel the touch of the sun that been touch with respect but for every moment that one feel the touch of respect once eyes shall twinkle in the night like a diamond in the night and yet open sky is the house of the angel with respect.