Where There Eyes That Sparkle Is The Eyes Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the sun raise for the birds will sing for the touch of respect but just to look to the sky thus one see the eyes of a angel for who fill once heart with respect but to look into the angel eyes that sparkle is the eyes of respect.


For one who wish for the touch of respect but to feel a warm smile that shine like the morning sun and yet when the night sky is full of the angels that sparkle in the night some where there a heart that wish for the touch of respect but yet where there eyes that sparkle is the eyes of respect.


Thus when the blue moon raise for there the stars that will touch once heart with respect but or every touch of respect is the touch of the star that fill the night air with respect just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by a rose and yet where there eyes that sparkle is the eyes of respect.


For every rose that one see shall bloom in full with the touch of respect but just to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of a angel with eyes that sparkle in the night sky but to feel the sun thus the bird will sing to fill the air but yet where there eyes that sparkle is the eyes of respect.