For The Heart That Was Touch With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Where there a heart that wish to feel the touch of respect thus one look to the sky for one wish upon a star thus every star that one wish upon for there a sparkle in the air that will fill once heart with the touch of respect but every wish that one make for there the blue moon and yet for the heart that was touch with respect.


When the sun raise thus one shall feel the touch of a warm smile like the morning sun and yet just to feel the sun for the birds shall sing for the heart that wish for the touch of respect yet to touch a heart that wish for respect for some where there a angel for who's eyes will sparkle in the night and yet for the heart that was touch with respect.


Thus to the family of the angels respect mean a lot but every twinkle in once eyes is the twinkle of the angels of respect and where there a warm smile thus once heart will feel the touch of respect just to look to the sky for there a sparkle in the eyes of a angel but for the heart that was touch with respect.


Every rose that one see is the rose of the angels that will fill the heart with respect when one see a bird thus the bird is the angel that fill the air with respect for who's heart will feel the touch of respect just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the night is like dancing under the blue moon light and yet the heart that was touch with respect.