The Touch Of Life Is He Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one feel the touch of life is what the angel of respect fill once heart but for every moment that one feel life thus one feel he respect for it's the angel of respect hat fill once heart just to see one smile thus it's like feeling the sun on once face.


For every rose that one see is the rose of life and respect thus when one feel a warm smile thus once smile is like the morning sun that fill the heart of a rose that is stronger but yet just to see the stars for it's the family that one see sparkling in the night sky and yet thus the moon light shining on once face with the touch of respect.



Time after time one wish to taste the good cup of fresh coffee hat Star bucks have yet one see the moon light that the angel fill once heart respect but fill once heart with life but for every touch the touch of life is the touch of respect yet one wish to taste a good cup of fresh coffee.


The more one drink a good cup of fresh cup of coffee the stronger the respect get and the stronger life get when the sun set thus one will see the moon light of the angel of respect for it was the angel hat touch once heart with respect and life.