The Light Of Life Is Like Being Touch With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For one who life is good thus one shall feel the touch of respect for every min that one see a rose for it's the rose of the angel of respect just to look in the sky for one see a bird that is full of respect but yet one wish to feel the touch of respect and yet the light of life is like being touch with respect.


Where there a sun light for every rose will bloom with respect thus for every touch is the touch of the family of Star bucks for one who feel the touch of respect is one who see the star in the night sky and yet the more one feel the touch of respect for one will feel the light of life is like being touch with respect.


Yet the more the respect fill once heart the more the sun shall warm once heart but yet every where there a angel with eyes that sparkle in the night but for one wish to look in the eyes of the angel for who's heart is fill with respect that the blue sky and yet for the light of life is like being touch with respect.


Where there a warm smile thus a lily shall feel the touch of respect for once heart is fill with respect just to be by the lake is like being on the moon light sail with respect but to the family that have respect is the one who's eyes will twinkle with respect but yet the light of life is like being touch with respect.