To Feel The Light Is To Be Touch With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

To Feel The Light Is To Be Touch With Respect.



For every min that the moon raise for one will feel the light of life but just to look in the eyes that sparkle for one will see the angel of respect that will fill a heart that wish for the touch of respect yet for when the sun raise thus one shall feel the rays of the sun that will warm a heart that wish for the touch of respect but for where there happiness thus there heart that is fill with respect and yet to feel the light is to be touch with respect.


Some where a heart wish for respect but for every moment that one wish for the touch of respect shall feel the light of life that shine in that shine in the night just to look to the sky for it's like feeling the light of life but to the family light is special and yet a heart is like a rose that bloom with the touch of respect yet to feel the light is to be touch with respect.


Time after time thus one look to the sky for the touch of respect and yet one see a star that twinkle in the sky with the touch of respect thus for every star that one see the stronger respect shall be for it's the family that touch a heart but when one see a bird for the bird will sing a sweet song of respect for where the angel that will touch aa heart thus to feel the light is to touch with respect.


Every min that one wish for the touch of respect but yet when one feel the light thus one feel the light of respect some where there a heart that will wish for the touch of the angel respect to fill a heart but when one feel a warm smile thus it's the sun that touch the sky with respect night after night one wish for the touch of respect but to feel the light is to be touch with respect.


Oh beautiful blue moon for the angel is the light of respect but for every min that one see the moon for every star shall twinkle in the sky with respect just to fill a heart that wish for the touch of respect for day by day yet one look to the blue sky for the touch of respect but when one feel the ray for one feel the touch of a rose that bloom in full with the touch of respect and yet a beautiful lily with the angel touch of respect but yet to feel the light is to be touch with respect.

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Well good morning sun shine for the light that one feel is the light of the angel for who will fill a heart n that wish for the touch of respect but just to feel the ray of the sun thus one feel the morning breeze that whisper respect in the air
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