One Who Sit By Candle Light Is The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

To sit under the moon light for there a angel that will fill once heart with respect and yet when one see a star thus it's the twinkle of the angel for who is full of respect yet one who sit by candle light for there a warm smile that shine like the morning sun but yet one who sit by candle light is the angel of respect.


And yet just to look into the eyes for one can see the twinkle of respect in them for every respect for one shall see the twinkle that will touch once heart thus for every rose that one see shall fill the heart that wish for the touch of respect some where there a angel that wait for the touch of respect but one who sit by candle light is the angel of respect.


Just to feel the even moon light for one wish to feel the touch of respect and yet when one see the sun raise shall warm once heart for every star that sparkle will light the sky with respect where there a angel for one shall feel the touch of respect and yet one who sit by candle light is the angel of respect.


When the moon raise thus the stars will touch the night sky for where there a smile the will shine with the touch of respect but for every touch of respect the stronger it get but when one see the sun for it will warm the heart that wish for respect and yet one who sit by candle light is the angel of respect.