To Touch A Rose Is Like Being Touch By The Sun Of Respect.. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when one wish for respect thus one will feel the touch of the sun that been fill with respect but every min that one feel the sun the more a rose will be touch with respect but for every heart that wish for respect shall see a star that will shine in the night with the touch of respect and yet to touch a rose is like being touch by the sun of respect.



For every touch of respect is like a warm smile in the sky but it's the sun that one feel in the morning sun that touch the blue sky thus ever min that the sun touch the sky for it fill the air with respect just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by the rose of the angel and yet to touch a rose is like being touch by the sun of respect.



Every moment that one feel a heart that wish for respect for a bird will sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect thus it's one for who wish for the respect but when the stars shine in the night for the moon shall raise with the light of life that will touch a heart and yet to touch a rose is like being touch by the sun of respect.



Where one stand for one will touch a rose of respect to fill once heart with respect but for the family who is the angel of respect will shine in the sky with respect yet just to feel the touch of respect for one see a falling star for one to wish on but every wish thus a angel smile will touch a heart that wish for respect and yet to touch a rose is like being touch by the sun of respect.