For One Who Sleep Shall Feel The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the sun is out for there a warm smile just to feel the touch of respect from the sun the more one feel the sun thus a rose will bloom in full with the touch of respect for when one see the moon thus the light of the moon is the light of life for it's one who will wish for the touch of respect but yet for one who sleep shall feel the touch of respect.


For one who sleep thus one dream of seeing the angel with eyes that sparkle in the night for what one feel is the night breeze that whisper in the air and yet one feel the touch of respect every min that one sleep thus one shall feel every touch of respect for what one feel is the touch of the sun and yet for one who sleep shall feel the touch of respect.



Thus for every dream is like being held by the angel of respect the more the angel hold one the more the moon will shine but when one feel a warm smile thus it's the sun that is shining just to look in the eyes of the angel with eyes that sparkle in the night for who's heart will be fill with respect and yet for one who sleep shall feel the ouch of respect.


For every touch of respect the more one will dream of the angel for who fill once heart and for every warm smile thus the sun shall warm one who wish for the touch of respect some where in once dream there a angel but for every star that touch the night sky is the angel of respect but yet for one who sleep shall feel the touch of respect.