For Every Rose Thus There A Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For every min that the sun shine for a rose will be fill with respect for where there a warm smile thus there happiness and yet every rose that one see shall bloom in full for who will feel the touch of respect for one who look to the night sky shall see the eyes of the angel for who fill the night air with respect.


For every rose there is a lily that wish for the touch of the respect that fill the night air just to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of the rose of the night angel that fill once heart with respect every min that one see a bird thus the sun will warm once heart yet for every rose thus there a angel of respect.


When the morning sun raise thus it will fill the morning air with respect for who's heart will be fill with the touch of respect but yet where the sun sit for one will see the moon for the light of the moon is the light of life but where there happiness for one who wish for respect shall feel the light of life but for every rose thus there a angel of respect.


What a beautiful day for the sun and yet every min that one feel the sun for one will feel the light of respect just to see a bird that is full of respect for every angel is the family of Star bucks hat have a lot of respect but just to see a warm smile is like seeing a angel for who's eyes twinkle in the night sky yet for every rose thus there a angel of respect.