Some where there a rose that wish to be touch with respect but when one see a rose thus one wish to feel the touch of respect the more one wish to feel the touch of respect the more one feel the sun that touch the blue sky that been fill with respect and yet some where in the night there a angel of respect.
When one sit alone or the moon light will shine upon one and yet one wish to be touch with respect thus every min that one see the moon light is like seeing the angel of respect thus for who will feel the touch of respect but yet every rose that been touch will touch once heart with respect some where in the night there a angel of respect.
For when the stars twinkle thus the moon shall raise to the night sky thus where the family stand is where the angel of respect is and yet just to feel the moon light is like seeing the angel for who will fill once heart with respect for some where there a angel of respect that will fill a heart.
For every moment hat on see the moon thus the stars will twinkle in once eyes with respect but one feel the sun where there a star for one shall see a rose for it's the rose that one feel with respect just to feel the touch of respect is like being in the arms of the angel for who' eyes sparkle in the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem