The Touch Of The Sun Is Like Being Touch With Respect. - Poem by Raymond Sawyer
For one to wish for the touch of respect is like feeling the touch of a angel for who's heart is fill with respect but for one who see a rose that bloom in full with the touch of respect thus to the family of Star bucks respect mean a lot to the family for who is the angel of the sky yet to touch the sun is like being touch with respect.
Just to feel the sun is like feeling the blue moon with the light of life but for every touch of a rose that been touch with respect thus some where there a heart that wish for the touch of respect yet every min that the sun shine for there a warm smile that will fill once heart but the touch of the sun is like being touch with respect but the touch of the sun is like being touch with respect.
Where there happiness for the rose shall bloom with respect but every min that the sun touch a rose the stronger respect get when one feel the touch of respect but just to feel the sun is like being touch but the touch of the sun is like being touch with respect.
Every min that one wish the more the blue moon shall touch the night sky with respect and yet when one feel the night breeze that whisper in the air but for every whisper is the whisper of respect thus for who's heart will feel the touch of respect for every star that one see shall sparkle in the night and yet the touch of the sun is like being touch with respect.
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