The Hills That Been Touch With Respect Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For one who walk on the hill thus one will feel the touch of respect that the angels of Star bucks for who's heart is fill with respect but every hill that one go to will be fill with the light light of life but yet every hill that one go for there a warm smile that shine like the morning sun that touch the blue sky with respect.


Yet the night that the family raise on the hills thus one will see the stars that fill the night sky with respect thus when the moon light shine for one who heart that will be touch of respect but yet when one wish for the hills that been touch with respect.


For every moment on the hills that been fill with the touch of respect for it's the family that fill the hills but every star is the angel of respect that fill the night air just to look to the night sky is like looking into the eyes of the angel of respect.


Where there a heart that need to feel the touch of respect for one will look to the night sky and yet for every min one look to the night sky for one can see a twinkle in the eyes of a angel for who fill the night air with respect but yet the hills that been touch with respect.