The Even Moon Is The Morning Sun Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when one feel the morning sun thus every bird will touch the sky with respect but when the night slip in thus one will see the moon but when one look to the sky for every stars that one see is the family that fill the sky with respect just to be with the angel of respect is like being in the arms of the angel for who will touch a heart with respect but the even moon is the moon of the angel that fill the moon with respect but the even moon is the morning sun of respect.


What a lovely day for the morning walk in the park but when the morning breeze start to whisper for it whisper the sound of respect thus one wish to sing to the morning sun for the touch of respect to fill a heart with respect for time after time a heart wish for the touch of the sun but when it's night for one feel the light of respect but one will dance for the sun to warm ma heart with respect to the family respect mean a lot to the family that twinkle in the sky with the eyes that sparkle and yet the eyes that one see is the eyes of respect yet the even moon is the morning sun of respect.


For some where in the land of respect is a heart that wish for the touch of respect every touch of the angel hand is the touch of the family that will fill a heart with respect yet for when one se the sun thus it feel like sweet beautiful summer for a heart to be touch with respect thus it is summer for every rose to bloom with the touch of respect but when the moon raise for it's the new moon that will fill the sky with respect the even moon is the morning sun of respect.


Where oh where is the star that sparkle in the night thus there a heart that wish for the touch of respect but for every min that the heart wish for respect the more the family touch a heart just to feel a warm smile is the touch of the light of respect for when the moon shine for there a sweet sound that says respect for it's the angel of respect the even moon is the morning sun of respect.



Some where there a robin that sing the touch of respect yet for every robin that one see is the robin of the angel of respect for one to feel the touch of respect thus one will look to the sky for the eyes of the angel that touch the sky with respect oh what a beautiful day for a ride in the sun for where there a rose thus one shall feel the touch of the robin that will touch a heart with respect yet the moon is the morning sun of respect.