For Where There Respect For One Feel The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one who look to the blue sky thus one feel the sun that been touch by the angel of respect thus the more one feel the sun for what one feel is the angel that touching once heart with respect the more one feel the sun the more one feel a warm smile and yet for where there respect for one feel the angel of respect.



Just to feel the night breeze that whisper for one feel the touch of a star with a twinkle in the night but for who will feel the touch of the angel with respect every touch of respect for a rose shall bloom in full with the touch of respect and yet for one who wish for the touch of respect and yet for where there respect for one feel the angel of respect.


Thus for every star that one see is the angel for who shall twinkle in once eyes with respect but every bird that one see is the angel of respect thus every touch of respect is the touch of a rose that is full bloom with respect where there happiness thus there the sun of respect but for where there respect for one feel the angel of respect.


Thus when one see the moon light for the moon light is the light of life every moment that one feel the light of life the more one feel a warm smile the more once eyes shall twinkle with the touch of respect but for who will feel the touch of respect but yet for where there respect for one feel the angel of respect.