To Pray Is To Wish For The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Here in the night is a heart that wish for respect but the more one pray for the touch of respect thus when the night is clear for one who wish for the touch of respect thus for one will pray for the touch of respect but for every pray there a angel that will ouch a heart with respect just to pray for the touch of respect is like being touch by the star that twinkle in the sky and yet to pray is to wish for the touch of respect.



Thus for every wish for a heart will be touch with respect but for every rose that one see for every rose that been touch is the rose of the angel of respect but when a rose bloom for it will touch a heart that wish for the touch of respect some where a heart pray for the touch of respect but when one look to the sky for there the angel of respect to fill a heart that wish for respect and yet to pray is to wish for the touch of respect.



Every moment that one pray for the touch of respect when one is wishing for the touch of respect but yet when the stars raise to the sky for every star will shine with respect that will touch a heart with respect but respect mean a lot to the family for who's heart is full respect night after night a heart pray for the touch of respect yet for every pray is the wish for respect and yet to pray is to wish for the for the touch.



Time after time for a heart pray for the touch of respect but to the family respect will touch every heart that wish to feel the touch of respect and yet for every heart that pray for respect shall feel the light that will touch once heart just to feel what it feel like shall see the angel that touch once heart but for every touch of respect is the light of respect and yet to pray is to wish for the touch of respect.