The Sky Is Blue But The Birds Sing For Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the sun shine thus the birds sing for the touch of respect but for who's heart will feel the ouch of respect every min that the bird sing the more the rose
e feel the touch of respect in the air just to look to the sky thus there the eyes of the angel that will fill once heart yet the sky is blue but the birds sing for respect.


When one wish is like having a dream but every touch of once heart with respect and yet to feel the sun is like feeling the night breeze that whisper in the night where there sparkle eyes there a angel for who's heart is fill with respect but yet the sky is blue but the birds sing for respect.


For the land of respect is like the land of the roses but for every rose that one see is the rose of the angel that will fill once heart with respect but to the family of Star bucks respect mean a lot when one show it but it's the stars that touch once heart with respect yet the sky is blue but the birds sing for respect.


For every touch of respect thus the stars will sparkle in the eyes of one who wish for the touch of respect where there a warm smile thus there a heart like a rose but a rose wish for the touch of respect every min that one look to the sun the more the sun shall warm once heart the sky is blue but the birds sing for respect.