For Every Whisper Of Respect Thus It's The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For one who feel the night breeze for one feel the touch of the angel of respect thus ti's the angel that one feel in the air just to look in the eyes of the angel for what one see is the twinkle of respect but every min that one look to the sky for the night breeze whisper respect just to touch a heart that wish for respect and yet for every whisper of respect thus it's the angel of respect.



Some where there eyes with respect that will touch a heart that wish for respect but when one see the moon thus one will feel the touch of the light of life that will touch a heart that wish for respect but when the sun raise for every rose that one see will bloom in full with the touch of respect but to the family for who fill the air with respect is the angel of respect that touch a rose with respect and yet for every whisper of respect thus it's the angel of respect.



Thus for where there a heart for one will see a star that twinkle in the night but for who's eyes will twinkle with respect for night after night one feel the light of life that touch once heart with respect but for every min that one wish for respect the more stars will shine in the night and yet for every whisper of respect thus it's the angel of respect.



Thus the more the stars shine in the night the more one will wish for the touch of respect but for the family respect mean a lot to the family that touch a heart with respect for one who feel the respect the stronger it will get just to feel a warm smile that shine in the sky is the smile of the angel for who's heart is fill with respect and yet for every whisper of respect thus it's the angel of respect.