For Every Touch Of Respect Is The Touch Of The Child Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When a heart wish to feel the touch of respect thus every min that the sun touch the sky for it's the sun that been touch by the angel of respect but some where the angel of respect is filling a heart with the touch of respect but for who's heart will be touch by the angel of respect and yet when one see a star that twinkle in the sky or the moon will raise to touch the sky and yet for every touch of respect is the touch of the child of respect.



Thus for every touch of respect is like a child who for for the touch of respect and yet every child that wish for respect is the child of the angel for who touch a heart with he touch of respect but for every child is he child of the sun that touch the sky with respect and yet for every touch of respect is the touch of respect by the child of respect.



For where there a child for one will feel the touch of respect by the child for who the angel send to a heart thus every child is the child that one see in the sky for every child is the star of respect but just when the sun touch a heart with respect for one feel the night breeze that whisper thus for every child that one see is the stars of respect and yet for every touch of respect is the touch of the child of respect.



Time after time for one who wish shall see the child in the sky but when one see the eyes of the angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night yet for every min that one wish the more stars that will touch a heart with of respect to feel a heart beat is like feeling the night breeze that whisper in the air and yet for every touch of respect is the touch of the child of respect.