The Day The Sun Touch The Sky With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

The Day The Sun Touch The Sky With Respect.



Thus for every min the sun touch the sky or the birds raise with a song for a heart that wish for respect but just to feel the sun is like being touch by a rose that been touch with respect every rose that one see shall touch a heart with respect but when the sun touch the sky some where there a heart that wish for the touch of respect just to look to the sky thus for one will feel the touch of respect and yet the day the sun touch the sky with respect.



Every bird that touch the sky is the angel of respect to touch a heart but when it's night for the moon will raise to touch the sky for every min that one see the moon thus the moon will touch a heart with the light of respect the more a heart feel the light of respect the stronger it will get just to look in the eyes of the angel of respect for every bird that one see shall touch the blue sky with respect and yet the day the sun touch the sky with respect.



When one feel the touch of respect is like being touch by a rose that is in full bloom but for where there a rose one will fl a warm smile that will touch a heart with a warm smile of respect but just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air thus respect will touch a heart thus for every whisper is the angel that whisper respect to touch a heart that wish for respect and yet the day the sun touch the sky with respect.



Where there a heart for there arose that will touch a heart with respect thus the more one wish for the touch of respect will feel the touch of a star with a twinkle in the sky but for every twinkle is the twinkle of respect night after night for a star shall twinkle in once eyes with respect but for who will be touch with the twinkle of respect for where there a rose thus the sun shall shine with respect and yet the day the sun touch the sky with respect.

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Well good morning to all the people that come here just for a good cup of fresh cup of coffee just before they have to be at work but when they feel a warm smile that says welcome to Starbucks.
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