To Feel The Sun Is Like Feeling The Touch Of Respect. - Poem by Raymond Sawyer
For when one feel the sun thus one feel the warm smile is like feeling the touch of respect and yet once heart is being fill with respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect for one feel the touch of the angel of respect but to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of respect.
But when one feel the sun for once heart will sparkle like the stars in the night for it's the family that touch once heart with respect for to the family respect is special lie a rose that been touch with respect thus every touch of the sun for one will shine like the morning sun but to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of respect.
Just to see the angel is like feeling the warm smile that touch once heart and yet every rose shall bloom with the touch of respect for it's the family for who fill the rose with respect where there a moon light for it's the angel of respect to fill once heart yet to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of respect.
To feel the sun is like feeling the light of life and ye every touch shall fill the night air for where there a star thus once eyes shall twinkle like the diamond in the night every diamond that one see is the diamond of respect but yet to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of respect.
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