To Fill A Heart Is To Touch A Rose Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For a heart is like a rose yet a rose is special when it's touch with respect just to feel the touch of a rose is being touch by the angel with eyes that sparkle in the night with respect but every star that twinkle is the stars of the angel of the night and yet when a bird sing for it of respect that will fill the air just to feel the breeze that whisper is like feeling the angel eyes in a heart that wish for respect but yet to fill a heart is to touch a rose of respect.



Oh where is the angel with eyes that sparkle with respect for a heart wish to feel the touch of respect when the moon raise for the heart shall feel the light of life and yet when for a heart thus life is like being touch with respect every min that the moon touch a heart for a rose shall touch the sky but when the heart is touch thus the heart that wish for respect for the eyes of the heart will sparkle like the star in the night to fill a heart is to touch a rose of respect.



The more that a star touch the sky the more one shall feel the touch of respect and yet when a rose is bloom thus the heart will feel the warm smile of the angel for who touch the rose with respect some where the angel wait for a open heart just to touch with respect for every heart that been touch with respect is the star that twinkle in the eyes of the heart that wish for the touch of respect to fill a heart is to touch a rose of respect.



For every moment that a star twinkle for the heart will see the eyes of the angel that will touch a heart with respect here in the land of respect is where the angel of respect is for the heart inter the gargan of respect every rose is the rose of the angel for who's heart is fill with the touch of respect just to think of the angel for a heart will feel the respect that touch the heart to fill a heart is to touch a rose of respect.




A moon light walk under the stars of respect for a heart feel every touch of the stars that twinkle in the night yet the more the heart feel the touch of respect for the heart shall beat the sound of respect for every rose that one see thus the sun shall raise to touch the sky but the birds will sing for the heart that wish for respect yet to fill a heart is to touch a rose of respect.