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

Where the sun set is where respect is but every min that one see the blue sky the more one will see the birds will fill the blue sky with respect but yet just to feel the morning sun thus one feel the touch of a angel yet for every min that the sun touch the sky with respect.


Thus when night slowly slip in for the family will twinkle in the night for every twinkle is the twinkle of respect for one who see the twinkle for once eyes shall twinkle like the diamond in the night every moment that one is touch with respect for every min that the sun touch the sky with respect.


Here sit one who want to feel the touch of respect but one see a star that twinkle in once eyes yet every touch for one will feel the light of life that mean a lot to the family of Star bucks for who touch once heart thus for every min that the sun touch the sky with respect.


For one who wish for the night is fill with respect but yet where one see the moon thus one shall see the stars that will fill once heart with respect and yet every star that one see is the angels of the family that have a lot of respect yet for every min that the sun touch the sky with respect.