For Where There Respect For A Angel Travel Threw Time. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Thus when a angel travel threw time for the angel wait to fill some heart with the touch of respect but when the blue moon raise thus one could see the light of the blue moon but for who's heart will be fill with the touch of respect just to see the angel is like being with the angel and yet for where there respect for a angel travel threw time.


Every min that the angel travel threw time thus there will be a blue moon waiting for the angel that will fill a heart with respect when one see the light of the blue moon thus one will see the angel that travel threw time to fill once heart with respect but to look in the eyes of a angel for one will see a twinkle but for where there respect for a angel travel threw time.



Night after night for one wish for the touch of respect but every min that one wish for respect the closer the angel will get just to feel the touch of respect is like feeling the touch of a rose some where there a heart that wish to feel the touch of respect but to the family respect mean a lot to the angel that is filling the night air with and yet for where there respect for a angel travel threw time.


The more the angel travel the more one will see the blue moon but every min that one see the blue moon yet one see every star with a twinkle in the night sky yet just before one come thus the stars that one see is the family of the Star bucks for who will fill once heart with a warm smile of respect thus for where there respect for a angel travel threw time.