Every Moment That One Feel Respect For It's The Angel. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

What a lovely night for the touch of respect yet when one can see the stars with a twinkle but for one who wish for the touch of respect is the one that the angel will touch with respect but when the sun raise for one will feel the warmth of the sun that touch the blue sky thus every moment that one feel the touch of respect the more the sun shall shine and yet every moment that one feel respect for it's the angel.



When one see a bird thus the bird will sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect but every min that one wish for respect for the angel with eyes like the diamond in the night but just to feel the morning breeze that whisper in the air for who's heart will be fill with the touch of respect but yet every moment that one feel respect for it's the angel.


Where there happiness thus there a rose that is in full bloom that is full with the touch of respect but for every min that one feel the touch of respect for one will see the eyes of the angel that touch one with respect but where there a warm smile for the sun shall shine with respect and yet every moment that one feel respect for it's the angel.


For night after night one would look to the sky for the touch of respect but what one see is the eyes of a angel for who's heart is full of respect yet when one feel the touch thus the moon will raise with the light of life just to look in the angel eyes for what one see is the light of respect but yet every moment that one feel respect for it's the angel.