Every Moment That The Sun Touch The Sky With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Thus for the night that the moon touch the sky with the light of life but for every touch of the light of life is the touch of the light of respect thus every min that one look to the sky for one seethe eyes of the angel for who's eyes sparkle with the touch of respect when the moon shine for the bird of the angel shall sing for a heart that wish for respect and yet every moment that the sun touch the sky with respect.



For one who touch a heart will touch a rose of respect but for every touch of a rose for one feel the touch of the sun that will warm once heart but just to feel the morning breeze that whisper in the air is the angel that whisper respect in the air thus every whisper of respect for a heart will feel the touch of respect and yet every moment that the sun touch the sky with respect.



When a heart that wish to feel the touch of respect for the stars that shine in the sky shall fill the air but just to feel the touch of respect is like be touch by a rose that is the rose of the angel of respect every min that one feel the respect thus the more the birds will sing for a heart that wish to feel the touch of respect and yet every moment that the sun touch the sky with respect.



Thus where there a star for there the moon that will fill a heart with respect but for one who see the sun shall feel the warm smile that will warm the heart that wish for respect somewhere there a heart that wish for the touch of respect the more the birds sing the more stars with the touch of respect and yet every moment that the sun touch the sky with respect.