For Every Touch Of Green Thus One Feel The Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For Every Touch Of Green Thus One Feel The Respect.



Thus when the night breeze whisper threw the tree for every touch of green one feel the respect but yet when the sun raise for there a warm smile that will warm a heart yet just to look to the sky for one shall see a bird that will fill the blue sky with respect but when it's night a heart will wish for the touch of respect for every touch of green thus one feel the respect.



Some where a heart that wish for the touch of respect but for every wish thus a rose shall bloom in full with respect time after time a heart look to the sky for the touch of respect but for what see is the eyes of the angel for who will touch the heart that touch a heart with respect but when one see the moon for it's the moon that will fill a heart with the light of respect and yet for every moment that a heart been touch thus a bird shall sing a song of respect just for every touch of green thus one feel the respect.



Where there a happy heart for there is the sun that will warm the heart that wish for the respect another heart for there another wish but yet for every wish for the heart that is like a rose shall be touch with respect but it's the smile that will shine one the heart that been touch with respect oh what a lovely day for the sun to touch a rose with respect but for one who see the star yet for every star is the family of the angel of respect thus for every touch of green thus one feel the respect.


Oh beautiful blue sky thus every tree that one see is green with the touch of respect and yet a heart that been touch for one will feel the warm smile but just to feel the morning breeze that whisper in the air for the touch of respect shall touch a heart that wish for the touch of respect beautiful green trees oh how lovely every tree look but the more one see the green trees the more one wish for the touch of respect but for every touch of green thus one feel the respect.



For when the trees are green for the birds will sing the sweet sound of respect that shall fill every heart that wish for the touch of respect but some where there a star with eyes that sparkle in the night thus the moon shall touch the heart that see the star with the sparkle of respect in the eyes but it's the angel for who will touch a heart with respect but for every touch of green thus one feel the respect.

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Good morning to the world for who been touch with respect but just to feel touch of the angel respect is like being touch by a rose that is in full bloom with thus the birds sing for the morning breeze whisper the sound of respect.
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