For Every Heart Is Like A Rose That Been Touch With Respect Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When once heart is empty thus one wish to feel the touch of respect for where there a rose for the sun shall fill it with the respect and yet for the sun that one feel is the sun of respect but every bird that touch the rose for who shall feel the warm smile that touch once heart but yet for every heart is like a rose that been touch with respect.



For every star is the angel of respect for who's heart is full of respect but when on feel the moon light thus one feel the light of life yet life is special but when one see a star for it will twinkle in the eyes of one for who wish to feel the touch of respect where there a lily for one will feel the touch but every lily been touch with respect and yet for every heart is like a rose that been touch with respect.



Night after night for every min that one wish for respect thus the moon shine threw once window with the touch of respect what a lovely night for the moon that been touch by the angel of the night and for one with a warm smile thus once smile shine like the morning sun that touch the blue sky but yet for every heart for there is happiness for one felt the touch of respect.



The more one wish for the touch of respect the more the stars shall twinkle in once eyes and one will see a falling star just to catch the falling star is like catching a bird but yet every falling star is the angel of respect for one with a heart like a rose shall bloom with the touch of respect and yet for every heart is like a rose that been touch with respect.