The Trees That Been Touch With Respect Is To Touch A Heart. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when the morning sun touch the sky for one will feel the touch of respect by the trees that been touch with respect yet it's the angel that touch the threes with respect for every touch of a tree for the birds will sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect but for every touch of respect for there a warm smile and yet the trees that been touch with respect is to touch a heart.



Some where a bird will touch the sky but for every rose that been touch with respect for one will feel the light of life in the night sky for it's the moon that will touch a heart with respect but just to look to the sky for one will see the eyes of the angel that fill the sky with respect yet every tree that been touch will fill a heart and yet the trees that been touch with respect is to touch a heart.



The more the trees touch a heart the more stars will shine in the sky with respect for every star that one see is the angel of respect that fill the air with respect just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air is like feeling the touch of the light of life in once heart but for every touch of the light of life is the light of respect and yet the trees that been touch with respect is to touch a heart.



Some where there a tree that been touch with respect but for one who wish for the touch of respect will feel the touch of a star that twinkle in the sky for who's heart will feel the touch of respect by the trees that been touch with respect but for every bird that one see is the bird of the angel of respect that will fill every heart that wish for respect and yet the trees that been touch with respect is to touch a heart.