The Night That Once Eyes Been Touch With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

A beautiful day for one to feel the rays of the sun and yet it's the sun that will warm the heart with happiness for every heart that been touch by the sun shall bloom in full like a rose with respect just to feel the sun is like being touch by the angel of respect yet every touch of the sun is the touch of respect but when a heart wish for respect thus one will see a bird for it's the angel that touch a heart and yet the night that once eyes been touch with respect.


For every eyes that feel the touch of respect for one will feel a warm smile that fill the air and yet just to walk in the sun for there a rose that is in full bloom but just to be where the family is to be in the house of the angel of respect thus for the family respect mean a lot to the family that fill the air with respect but oh how lovely the day is when one feel the light of life thus the night that once eyes been touch with respect.


Some where a heart is fill with respect but wish to touch a heart with respect every heart that wish for respect the more one will feel the light of life that mean a to the heart that wish for respect but when one feel a warm smile thus the more one see a bird that shall sing a sweet song of respect just to fill a heart with respect and yet the night that once eyes been touch with respect.


Where there a rose thus a lily will touch a heart but once eyes shall sparkle with the touch of respect for it's the respect that one feel in the eyes that wish for the touch of respect day by day a bird shall touch the blue sky but when a rose bloom for it will touch a heart to fill with respect oh what a beautiful feeling to be touch with respect by the family of the angel of respect thus the night once eyes been touch with respect.


Night after night for the family shall touch the night sky with respect but the more the family touch the sky the more a rose will bloom and yet a lily will touch a heart just to fill a heart with the touch of respect for it's the angel that touch the lily with respect for every light that touch a heart is the light of the angel of respect for every lily is the angel that one feel for the night that once eyes been touch with respect.