To Watch A Star Raise Is Like Watching The Angel Touch A Heart. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Just to see a rose is like seeing a star raise like the sun that fill the air with respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect thus when one look to the sky for one see a raising star with a sparkle that is lighting up the night sky but to watch a star raise is like watching the angel touch a heart.


When the night is full of the family of Star bucks thus one will see the sparkle of the family for every rose there a lily that been touch by the family of Star bucks for who is the angels of the night but just to see the moon light that will feel the touch of respect yet to watch a star raise is like watching the angel touch a heart.


To feel the respect thus he sun shall raise every moment that one feel he touch respect the more one will smile with respect for every star is the angels of Star bucks that is the angel of respect yet when the summer breeze whisper respect the more one wish to feel the touch of respect but to watch a star raise is like watching the angel touch a heart.


For one who's heart is fill with respect is one with a warm smile that shine like the morning sun that kiss the blue sky and yet every bird that one see is the bird of respect but yet just to see one smile thus one been touch with respect by the angel of Star bucks for respect is special.