For The Angel That Whisper Respect In The Night Air. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Night after night one could feel the night breeze whisper the sound that says respect for some where there a heart that wish to feel the touch of respect the more one wish thus the more the family will fill once heart that wish for respect but yet for the angel that whisper respect in the night air.


For every whisper in the night air the more the family will fill the night air but yet where there a warm smile for he sun shall raise just to fill the beautiful day with respect that the family of Star bucks have every touch of respect is like the touch of the moon light of life for the angel that whisper in the night air.


Just to see the face of one who see a angel of the night but for the night stars thus every min one heart beat with the sound of respect for it's like having once name whisper in the night the more one feel the touch of respect is like being touch by a rose that been fill with respect for the angel that whisper respect in the night air.



For when the sun raise thus the birds will sing to fill a heart with respect for every moment hat one wish for one will see the angel of respect when the sun shine so shall once smile for every smile is like the morning sun that fill the sun with respect for the moon that whisper respect in the night air.