To Touch A Heart Is To Be Touch With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For one to feel he sun thus one look to the morning blue sky and yet every in that one look to the blue sky for one feel the warm smile that been fill by the angels of the night for who is the angels of night is the family of Star bucks that have a warm smile and yet for the night the moon light will shine to touch a heart with respect.


For every touch of respect for once heart is like a rose that will bloom with the touch of respect but yet one see the sparkle of the stars of Star bucks that is the family of the angels of night that fill the sun with respect to touch a heart is to be touch with respect to the family for a heart that been fill with respect is special.


Just to see the stars is like seeing the angel of the night with the light of life but when the one look into the eyes that twinkle thus the twinkle is the light that fill the blue sky with respect and yet for one to touch a heart is to be touch with respect to the family that have a warm smile is the special stars in the night.

To touch a heart is like touching the rose that is he rose of love but yet the rose been touch with the light of life for a rose wish to feel the light of life every rose that been touch is a special rose to the family of the night angels of Starbucks just to touch a heart is to be touch with respect.