For Every Twinkle There The Eyes Of The Angels With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When it's night for one will see the moon light that will touch fill the night sky but for the eyes that one see is the eyes of a angel for who's heart is fill with the touch of respect just to feel the light of the moon thus one feel the light of respect and yet for every twinkle there the eyes of the angels with respect.


What a lovely night for a moon light walk under the angels of respect but where there moon light thus the more eyes one will see for every min that one see eyes of the angels the more one feel the touch of respect but for who's eyes will be touch with the twinkle of the angels and yet for every twinkle there the eyes of the angels with respect.


When one see the eyes of a angel thus one wish for the touch of respect just to feel he touch of respect is like feeling the touch of respect but the more one feel the touch of respect the more the moon light will shine with the light of life and yet for every twinkle there the eyes of the angels with respect.


Thus every moment that one feel the touch of respect the more one wish for the touch of respect but when one see the birds thus the birds will sing for the touch of respect to fill the blue sky just to see the eyes of the angels is like seeing a dove that been touch with respect and yet for every twinkle there the eyes of the angels with respect.


Thus where there a warm smile for one feel the touch of the sun that will warm once heart to look to the sky for there the eyes of the angels for who's eyes sparkle in the night but for every min that one see a dove thus one see the angel that fill the air with respect and yet for every twinkle there the eyes of the angels with respect.