The Heart That Wish For Respect Will Feel The Light Of Life. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For one who sit a lone is one who look to the sky for the touch of respect but for every min that one wish for respect the more one will feel the touch of a star that twinkle in the night yet every star is the star of the angel of respect but for who's eyes will sparkle in the night with respect but just to feel the night breeze that whisper respect for a heart to feel and yet the heart that wish for respect will feel the light of life and yet the heart that wish for respect will feel the light of life.



Time after time for one wish for the touch of the angel with the touch of respect but every moment that one look to the sky thus one see the moon raising to touch the sky with respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect for every touch of the angel with respect for there a warm smile that will fill the air with respect just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by a rose that is fill with respect and yet the heart that wish for respect will feel the light of life.



Thus every heart that wish for respect will feel the touch of the angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night but yet when the sun raise for every rose tat been touch with respect shall bloom in full just to touch the heart that wish for respect but ever min that a heart wish for respect thus one will see the angel that fill once heart and yet the heart that wish for respect will feel the light of life.



Just to feel the light of life is like being touch with a warm smile that is fill with respect but for who will feel the touch of respect and yet every moment that the sun shine for one will feel the touch of a rose for when one smile thus once smile is the smile of respect for where there happiness the more one feel the angel with respect and yet the heart that wish for respect will feel the light of life.