For Every Lily Shall Feel The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Where there a lily that need to feel the touch of respect for a lily is like a rose that need the touch of respect thus when the blue moon raise for a lily shall feel the touch of the blue moon that will touch it with respect thus a lily is like a rose of love but yet for every`lily shall feel the touch of respect.

Thus where there a lily for there a heart that wish for the touch of respect and yet every lily that one see is like a angel but it's the angel of the lily that wish for the touch of respect just to be in the sun is like being on a blue moon light walk yet for every lily shall feel the touch of respect.


For one to see a lily thus it's been touch with respect but for one who wish for one will feel the angel lily touch of respect but where there a lily for one look to the sky and yet one will see the angel lily with a sparkle when the blue moon shine thus there the angel lily but yet for every lily shall feel the touch of respect.


And yet every lily shall fill a heart with respect for the lily is the angel of all lily yet just to feel the touch of the lily is like being touch by the blue moon thus for every wish for one will feel a warm smile that will fill the air with respect and yet for every lily shall feel the touch of respect.