For Every Sparkle Is The Sparkle Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Where there a star for one wish for the touch of respect but when one see a dove thus the dove that one see is the angel of respect just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by a rose that been fill with the touch of respect but yet for who's heart will feel the touch of respect and yet for every sparkle is the sparkle of respect.


Some where there a heart that wish for the touch of respect by the angel of the night but when one look to the sky for one see a sparkle in the night sky but for every sparkle is the sparkle of respect that will touch once heart with respect yet just to feel the touch of the sun for it's the angel that one feel filling once heart and yet for every sparkle is the sparkle of respect.


Thus for every min that one wish for the touch of respect for one will see a dove that is the angel of respect for every dove that one see been touch with the touch of respect that will fill once heart but just to know what respect is for where there a angel for it's the angel that one see in the night sky with the eyes that sparkle and yet for every sparkle is the sparkle of respect.


Just to feel the night breeze is like being touch by a rose that been touch with respect every moment that one feel the touch of respect the more one will feel the touch of the angel of respect for who's heart is full of respect when one see a twinkle thus once eyes shall twinkle in the night and yet for every sparkle is the sparkle respect.