For Every Moment That One Feel The Sun For The Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the sun shine for one think of the touch of respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect for every moment that one feel the sun but yet for one who look to the sky thus one will see the sparkle of he angel of respect and yet for every moment hat one feel the sun for the respect.

Just to feel the touch of respect for once heart will be fill with respect every that one wish to feel the touch of he angel for who's heart is full of respect but to the family that fill the night air with respect is the angels of Star bucks but for every moment hat one feel the sun for the respect.


Just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by a rose that is fill with respect where there happiness for there a moon light that will fill once heart with the light of life and yet every star that one see is the angels of Star bucks yet every rose that bloom will bloom in full yet for every moment that one feel he sun for the respect.


For every twinkle that one see in the night sky is the eyes of the angels that fill once heart with respect oh what a lovely night for a moon light walk by the sea of respect just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the night air thus every min that night breeze whisper thus it whisper respect just to fill one heart.