Every Min A Heart Feel Respect Thus It's The Angel. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Every Min A Heart Feel Respect Thus It's The Angel.



For every moment that a heart feel the sun that will warm once heart with respect but for every bird that touch the sky for the bird will sing for a heart for respect just to feel the warm smile thus every heart shall feel the touch of respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect thus some where there a heart that wish for a touch of respect thus the more a heart wish for the touch of respect and yet every min a heart feel respect thus it's the angel.



Just to be touch by the bird that sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect but when it's night for the moon will raise to touch the sky with the touch of respect just to fill a heart with respect thus every moment that one look to the sky for what one see is the eyes of the angel respect just to fil your heart thus where there a warm smile for it's the angel that touch a heart with respect and yet every min a heart feel respect thus it's the angel.



Thus for every min that the sun touch the sky or one will see a bird tat will touch a heart but for who's heart will feel the warm smile of the angel of respect that will touch a hear with respect for one who touch a heart is like touching rose that is in full bloom but the more the sun shine the more the birds sing for a heart that wish for every heart that been touch shall touch a heart that wish for respect and yet every min a heart feel respect thus it's the angel.



But just to feel the morning breeze that whisper in the air but for every bird that one see will touch the sky with respect but when one feel the light of life for it's the moon that touch once heart with respect yet the more one wish for the touch of respect is one who wish to feel the touch of star tat twinkle in the night and yet every min a heart feel respect thus it's the angel.

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Well good morning to all he people that come here just for a good cup of fresh coffee cup of coffee jut before they have to be at work but when they feel a warm smile that says welcome to Star bucks.
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