For One Who Look To The Sky Will Feel The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when one wish in the night for the touch of respect but one see a star that sparkle in the night with respect just to feel the touch of the morning sun that will warm a heart with the touch of respect but every touch of respect for one will feel the touch of a rose that been touch with respect just to see a star is like seeing a angel that sparkle in the night sky with the touch of respect and yet for one who look to the sky will feel the touch of respect.



For where there a star thus there a angel for who's heart is fill with the touch of respect but when the sun raise thus it will warm once heart with the smile of respect but yet when the sun shine for it will touch every rose that one see in full bloom thus the rose will touch a heart that wish for respect but when one see the moon that been touch with the light of life for one will feel the touch of the light of life and yet for one who look to the sky will feel the touch of respect.



Where there a heart thus there a rose that will fill a heart with the touch of respect but for who will feel the touch of respect for it's the one who wish for the touch of respect but where the angel is thus the angel is touching a heart with respect for every min that a star touch the night sky will fill the night air with respect and yet for one who look to the sky will feel the touch of respect.



Every min that one wish for the touch of respect the more one will see the angels of the night that fill the night sky with respect but to the angel the night sky is the house of the angels for who's eyes sparkle in the night but just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by every rose that one see in full bloom with the touch of respect but for every heart that wish for respect will feel the touch of respect and yet for one who look to the sky will feel the touch of respect.