For When The Tree Whisper Thus It Whisper Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when the night is clear for the family shall sparkle in the night sky for the moon light will shine thus when the air feel he touch of respect or it was he angel of respect that fill the night air but just to see the family is like feeling the touch of a rose that is full bloom yet for when the tree whisper thus it whisper respect.


Every min that one feel the touch of respect it's the angel of respect that fill the night air but yet for every star that one see will sparkle in the night for one who feel the touch of respect for the moon light will fill once heart with the light of life for when the tree whisper thus it whisper respect.


Just to see the family of angels is like seeing a bird that sing the song that will touch once heart bu yet when one see a star for it's eyes sparkle in the night with respect yet some where is the angel of respect filling a heart with respect where there is happiness for there the moon light that will light u the night sky.


For every warm smile thus the sun shall raise with respect for every min that the sun raise for a rose will be fill with respect tonight for one who wish shall be fill with the touch of respect by the angel of respect thus every moment that one feel the light for it's the angel of respect for who's heart is full of respect.