Every Min For Respect Shall Touch A Heart. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the sun raise thus one will feel the touch of respect for it will be the angel of respect that will fill once heart and yet the more one feel the touch of respect the more one will have a warm smile that will shine like the morning that touch the heart of one that wish to feel the touch of respect but every min for respect shall touch a heart.


Just to feel the touch of respect thus one will look to the night sky where there a moon light thus it's the angel of respect that will fill once heart when there a warm smile for it's the sun that will touch once heart yet for every bird that one see is the bird of the angel of respect but yet every min for respect shall touch a heart.


Thus for every touch of respect the more the sun will touch every rose that one see and yet where there a lily thus respect will fill the lily but when the moon raise for one will see the angel that touch once heart with respect yet every min for respect shall touch a heart.


Just to look in the eyes of the angel for one see a sparkle in them and yet every moon light will touch once heart with respect thus every star that one see shall twinkle in the night ut when one feel the breeze that whisper in the air for one will feel it and yet every min for respect shall touch a heart.