To Feel The Respect Is To Feel The Sun Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one see the sun for every bird that one see is the bird of the angel for who fill the air with respect but yet every moment that one feel the sun thus one feel the touch of respect just to look to the blue sky on can feel a breeze that whisper in the but when the birds sing for the touch of respect and yet to feel respect is to feel he sun.



Where one is touch with respect for it's the sun that touch once heart for when there a warm smile thus one smile shall shine like the morning sun that touch every rose that one see the more one feel the sun the more the birds shall sing for once heart that wish for the touch of respect for it was the angel that fill the sun the sun with respect and yet to feel the respect is to feel the sun.



To watch the sun is like watching a falling star that is full of respect but every rose that one see is the rose of love but to the family a rose is the rose of love but when the sun touch the rose of love but to the angel the rose is the rose of respect but yet to feel the respect is to feel the sun.



For every min that one see the sun for one see the eyes of the angel of respect thus where there happiness for one will see the sun of the angel of respect yet when there a warm smile for every rose that one see shall bloom in full with respect that mean a lot to the family for it's the angel that fill the rose with respect and yet to feel the respect is to feel the sun.