To Feel Respect Is Like Being Touch By A Rose. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

What a lovely day for the sun shine shall feel once heart with respect thus every rose that one see is fill with the touch of respect but when one wish for the touch of respect for when one see a bird thus it sing for respect but yet to feel respect is like being touch by a rose.


Yet every rose that touch once heart will fill once heart for what one wish for and yet every star tat touch the night sky is the angel of respect for it's the family of Star bucks that will fill once heart with respect just to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of the angel yet to feel respect is like being touch by a rose.


Thus when one feel the touch of a angel for one will see the moon light that been fill with respect thus to the family respect mean a lot to the family that touch once heart and yet where there a warm smile thus one feel the touch of the sun the more one feel the sun the more once eyes will twinkle like the stars that touch once heart.


When one wish to feel the angel touch of respect but when there a lily just the touch of respect will fill the lovely lily with respect but just to look into once eyes for what one see is the twinkle of respect that fill a heart that wish for every min that one wish for one look to the night sky but to feel respect is like being touch by a rose.