For One Who Cry For The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when one feel respect in the air thus it's the angel that fill the air with respect but for ever touch of once heart thus the more respect touch a heart for there a warm smile for it's the angel with eyes that sparkle in the sky with respect but when one look to the sky thus there a star with a twinkle that will touch once eyes with respect just to feel a warm smile is like being touch by the angel of respect and yet for one who cry for the touch of respect.



When one feel a warm smile thus it's the child of the angel of respect that one feel yet when the sun touch the sky for every bird that one see is the angel that will touch every rose that one see in full bloom but just to feel the touch of respect is like being by the light of life but to the family that fill the air with respect shall touch a heart that wish for respect and yet for one who cry for the touch of respect.



Thus the more once heart cry for the touch of respect for one wish to feel the touch of respect but when one look to the sky for the sun will warm once heart with respect for where there a heart that been touch with respect for it will touch a heart that cry for the touch of respect just for one who's heart cry for the touch of respect but every min the a heart cry for the touch of respect the more the stars will touch the sky with respect but for who's eyes will be touch with the twinkle in once eyes and yet for one who cry fr the touch of respect.



Every moment that one see the moon the more the moon shall touch the heart that cry for the touch of respect but when the sun raise for one will see a bird that will touch the sky with respect just to see a rose that been touch with respect to touch a heart and yet for one who cry for the touch of respect.