The Night A Heart Wish For The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Here on a lovely night thus a heart sit a lone but every min that the heart sit a lone the more one wish for the touch of respect but when one look to the sky for there a star that twinkle in the sky but for every twinkle will touch the heart that sit a lone just to feel the night breeze tat whisper in the air is the angel that whisper respect to touch a heart and yet the night a heart wish for the touch of respect.


For every min that one wish for the touch of respect the more stars will shine in the sky but when one seethe raising of the moon for one will be touch with the light life that is the light of respect time after time for one wish for the touch of respect thus when one feel the sun raise for a rose will bloom in full with the touch of respect that will touch a heart that wish for respect and yet the night a heart wish for the touch of respect.



Where there happiness thus one will feel a warm smile that will warm once heart but when one feel the touch of respect thus a bird will sing for a heart that wish for respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect for it's the one who wish for the touch of respect and yet the night a heart wish for the touch of respect.


But for the family who is the angels of respect will fill the sky with respect but for the bird that one see shall touch a rose with respect that will touch a heart for every touch of respect the stronger one will feel respect just to look to the sky thus one will see a falling angel to catch thus when one wish for respect for once eyes will twinkle in the night and yet the night a heart wish for the ouch of respect.