The More The Sun Raise The More One Feel Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

The more a rose bloom thus the more the sun shall touch the morning sky with the touch of respect but for every touch is like the touch of the angel of respect for who's eyes sparkle in the night just to look tin the eyes of the angel that touch once heart that wish for the touch of respect but every rose that is in bloom will touch a heart with respect and yet the more the sun raise the more one feel respect.



Where there a wish thus there a heart for one who wish for the touch of respect but yet for every min that one wish for a bird will sing for a heart that wish to feel the touch of respect but for who's eyes will twinkle in the night with respect thus for one who's eyes twinkle is the eyes of the angel of respect yet just for every star is like a child of the angel who fill the air with the touch of respect and yet the more the sun raise the more one feel respect.



Thus the more one eel the touch of respect fit it's the angel that touch once heart with respect but when the moon raise to touch the night sky with respect for the moon touch the sky with the light of life that will fill the air with respect but just when one see a star that sparkle in the night for it's the angel of respect that will touch a heart and yet the more the sun raise the more one feel respect.



Night after night for one look to the sky for a wish for respect but some where there a angel for who's heart is fill with the touch of respect every min that a star sparkle the more one feel the touch of respect but when a bird sing for it sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect but ever star that one see is the angel with eyes that sparkle in the night and yet the more the sun raise the more one feel respect.