For Every Min That One See A Star For One Feel The Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Thus when it's night for one wish for the touch of respect that will fill once heart but for one see the moon that will touch the sky with the respect the more one wish the more one shall feel the touch of respect for it's the angel that will touch a heart with respect and yet for every min that one see a star for one feel the respect.



Time after time for the sun will raise to touch the sky with the touch of respect for one to feel in once heart but yet for every star there a angel of respect that will touch the sky just to look to the sky for what one see is the eyes of a angel for who's heart is fill with respect and yet for every min that one see a star for one feel the respect.



Every moment that one feel the touch of respect the more one will see every star that will shine but there a star that whisper in the air for it's the angel with eyes that sparkle in the sky but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect for every heart that wish for respect the more arose will bloom in full with the touch of respect and yet for every min that one see a star for one feel the respect.


Where a there a heart that wish for respect thus for one will feel a warm smile that touch a rose with respect but for who will feel the smile of respect but to the family respect mean a lot to the family for who fill the air with the touch of respect and yet it was the angel of respect that fill the air and yet for every min that one see a star for one feel the respect.