For Every Rose That One See Is The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For Every Rose That One See Is The Angel Of Respect.

When it's night thus the moon will raise to touch the sky with respect but when one feel the moon thus one see a star that will shine in the sky but every rose thus a star shall touch a rose that is in full bloom thus the angel of respect will touch the sun with respect to fill the air with the touch of respect and yet for every rose that one see is the angel of respect.



For every min that the sun touch the morning blue sky for the birds will sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect every moment that the birds sing for the sky will be fill with the touch of respect thus when a heart wish for the touch of respect for the angel who's eyes will sparkle in the sky thus every sparkle that one see is the sparkle of respect but for who's eyes will sparkle with the touch of respect and yet for every rose that one see is the angel of respect.To look in the eyes of the angel is like being touch by the light of life that will fill a heart with respect and yet for every rose that one see is the angel of respect.




Some where in the night for there a heart that wish for the touch of respect but when it's the day the birds sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect is the bird of the angel of respect for a heart that been touch with respect but for there a warm smile that will warm a heart with respect and yet for every rose for a star will shine in the sky but when one see a star for it's the angel of respect and yet for every rose that one see is the angel of respect.




Time after time for the sun shall warm once heart but he sun is the sun of respect for the angel of respect touch the sun with the ouch of respect but every bird that touch the sky will touch a heart that wish for respect thus for where there happiness for there a warm smile of respect is the respect that touch a heart that wish for respect but to the family that touch the sky with the touch of respect and yet for every rose that one see is the angel of respect.





























































































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Well good morning to all the people that come here just for a good of fresh cup of coffee just before they have to be at work but when they feel a warm smile that says welcome to Star bucks.
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