For Every Star For One Will Feel The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Thus when it's night for one will see the moon but for what one feel is the light of life just to feel the touch of the light of life is like being touch by a rose for every star thus one will see a angel f respect that will fill once heart but for who's eyes will sparkle in the night with respect and yet for every star for one will feel the touch of respect.



For every min that one wish for the touch of respect the more one will see the stars in the night but for every stars that one see shall shine with respect the more the stars touch once heart thus one will feel a warm smile that will warm once heart just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air for every whisper is the whisper of respect and yet for every star for one will feel the touch of respect.



But for every morning for one will see a bird that will touch the blue sky with the touch of respect just for it to fill once heart with respect the more one see a bird the more the bird will sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect but just to be touch with respect is like being touch by a angel with eyes that sparkle in the night but for every rose that one see shall bloom in full with respect and yet for every star for one see will feel the touch of respect.



Thus for every min that the sun shine for the birds will touch the sky with respect that will fill once heart yet the more one feel the touch of respect thus one feel the light of life just to fill a heart that wish for respect but just for one who wish for the touch of respect for one will see the eyes of the angel of respect and yet for every star for one will feel the touch of respect.