The More One Feel The Respect For One See A Star. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when it's morning thus one will see the birds touching the air with the touch of respect but every min that one feel the morning sun the more birds one shall see just to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of a rose that is the angel of respect but for where there a rose that is full bloom shall fill once heart and yet the more one feel the respect for one see a star.



Every morning for one feel a warm smile that shine but for every smile that one feel is the smile of the angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night for every sparkle is the sparkle of respect but for who's heart will be touch with respect just to look to the sky for there the eyes of the angel of respect but for the more one feel the respect for one see a star.



For every min that one smile thus the sun shall shine but when the night lip in for one will see the stars of the angel of respect but just to see the face of the angel is like looking in the eyes of the moon that is the moon of life to the family life is special to one who wish for respect and yet the more one feel the respect for one see a star.


Where there happiness for one been touch with respect but for who's eyes will sparkle in the night just to look in the angel eyes to feel the touch of respect but every min that the sun touch the blue sky the more the birds will sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect and yet the more one feel the respect for one see a star.