The Morning That The Sun Touch The Sky With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

The Morning That The Sun Touch The Sky With Respect.



For when the moon raise thus the stars shall raise with the sparkle of happiness but for every star that one see is the star with a warm smile yet for every min that the star touch the sky the more one feel the touch of respect but when the sun raise to the morning sky thus every bird that one see is the bird of respect but just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by a rose that been fill with respect the morning that the sun touch the sky with respect.



Thus the more the morning sun raise the stronger respect get thus it's respect that fill the air for the bird shall sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect but just to see a rose is like seeing the angel of respect but yet just to feel the sun rays is to feel the hand of the angel touching a heart with respect some where there a heart that wish for the touch of respect but the morning that the sun touch the sky with respect.



Respect is what a heart wish to feel for every touch of respect thus a rose shall bloom in full but for time after time every heart that wish for respect is the heart of the angel that shall fill a heart that wish for the touch of respect but when the moon raise thus one will feel the touch of the light of life for every heart will be fill with the light of happiness the morning that the sun touch the sky with respect.



For every moment that a heart wish for the touch of respect the closer the angel of the night get to the heart that wish for respect thus when one sleep for one dream of being touch with respect and yet one will feel a warm smile that will warm the heart that wish for respect where there a rose for every rose that one see shall touch a heart with respect the morning that the sun touch the sky with respect.



A lovely night and yet the moon raise to touch the sky for every min that the moon touch the sky for the more the stars shall raise to the sky with respect yet for every star that touch the sky is the family of the angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night but it's the angel for who will light the flame of respect in the hearts that wish for respect the morning that the sun touch the sky with respect.

Wednesday, September 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: than-bauk
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Good morning to all the happy heart that been touch in the night with respect but for every heart that look to the sky for it's the angel that every heart felt that fill the heart with the touch of respect.
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