The More The Birds Sing The More One Will Feel The Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Beautiful day thus one see the birds for they sing for a heart that wish for respect for every min that one feel the sun thus one feel the touch of respect but just to see the birds thus the birds is the angels of the night that will fill once heart but will touch the blue sky with the touch of respect yet for who's heart will feel the touch of respect and yet the more the birds sing the more one will feel the respect.


Every min that the birds sing or the air is being fill with the touch of respect thus there a warm smile that shine like the morning sun that touch the sun just to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of a rose that been touch with respect but one wish for the touch of respect the more one wish for the touch of respect the more once heart being fill with respect and yet the more the birds sing the more one will feel the respect.


The more the birds sing thus the more the sun will shine for every rose that one see shall be fill with respect Where there a warm smile thus a rose will bloom in full with the touch of respect but for who will feel the touch of respect yet the more one wish for the touch of respect the more the birds will sing for the touch of respect and yet he more the birds sing the more one will feel the respect.



Thus where there a warm smile for one feel the touch of respect but when one feel the morning breeze that whisper in the air for every min that breeze whisper the more a rose shall bloom in full with the touch of respect but when one wish for one see a star that twinkle in the night for it's the angel that fill the air and yet the more the birds sing the more one will feel the respect.