Every Min That One See A Star Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When it's night thus for every moment that one wish for the touch of respect for one shall feel the light of life that is the light of respect thus for when one feel the night breeze that whisper in the air but just to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of respect that will fill the air and yet every min that one see a star of respect.



Where there a rose for there a angel with eyes that sparkle in the night with the touch of respect and yet for every touch of respect is the touch of the angel for who's heart is fill with respect but when one feel a warm smile thus it's the sun that one feel with the touch of respect and yet every min that one see a star of respect.




For when the sun touch a rose thus the rose will bloom in full with the touch of respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect for every min that one wish for who's eyes will sparkle in the night with the touch of respect thus every bird that touch the blue sky with the touch of respect and yet every min that one see a star of respect.




Thus the more one see a star of respect for one will see a star with a twinkle in the night but for every twinkle is the twinkle of respect that will fill a heart with the touch of respect just to feel the respect is like feeling the touch of a rose that been touch with respect but for every touch is the family for who fill the air with the touch of respect and yet every min that one see a star of respect.