The Angel Garden Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

The Angel Garden Of Respect.



For one who walk in the garden for one will feel the touch of respect thus the garden is the angel garden for where one could feel the respect but it's the roses that the angel have there every rose that one see been fill with the touch of respect and yet the angel garden of respect.

For every min that one walk in the garden of respect thus one will feel the touch of respect and yet just to feel respect is like feeling the sun that touch the blue sky but for just to see the rose that bloom in the garden thus there a warm smile of respect but the angel garden of respect.


To feel the night breeze that whisper in the air and yet the more the breeze whisper for the birds will sing for the touch of respect just to see a star is like seeing a angel thus where there a sparkle in the night air but yet every star is the family of Star bucks yet the angel garden of respect.


Thus every min that one see the twinkle in once eyes for one will feel the touch of respect and yet for when the sun raise thus the birds shall sing for a heart that will feel respect but for every moment that one wish the more one will see the angel for who will touch once heart with respect yet the angel garden of respect.


that one wish in the angel garden the stronger

Sunday, August 23, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: than-bauk
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Good to all the people come for a good cup of fresh cup of cup of coffee just before they go to work but when they feel the war smile that says welcome to Star bucks.
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