When One See The Sun Set For One Feel The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For every min that one see the sun set for one feel the touch of respect yet it's the angel that one feel for who's heart is fill with the touch of respect just to see a rose is like seeing a bird that will touch the sky with respect thus when it's night for one will see the moon that will touch a heart with the light of respect but just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air and yet when one see the sun set for one feel the touch of respect.



Just to see the sun set is like being touch by a star that twinkle in the night sky with respect every min that one look to the sky the more one wish for the touch of respect but yet a bird will sing for a heart that wish for respect the more one wish the more the light of respect will fill a heart and yet when one see the sun set for one feel the touch of respect.




Night after night for every heart that wish for respect somewhere the angel of respect will fill a heart that wish for respect but the more a heart is touch the more one see the stars that shine in the sky but for every star that shine is the angel of respect but for who's heart will be touch with respect the more the moon shine the more respect will fill the air and yet when one see the sun set for one feel the touch of respect.



Somewhere in the night sky for there a angel that will touch a heart but for who's heart will be touch just to feel respect for there a warm smile that will shine in the night thus every rose that one see is the rose of the angel of respect that will touch once heart but for one who wish or respect is one that will see the eyes of the angel and yet when one see the sun set for one feel the touch of respect.