The Day One Wish For The Touch Of The Angel Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when the day is beautiful but yet for one wish to feel the touch of the angel respect for every min that one feel the sun thus it's, like feeling the touch of a rose that is in full bloom for one who wish for the touch of respect thus every rose that been touch and yet the day one wish for the touch of the angel respect.



Time after time for one could feel the morning breeze the in the air but just to see the sun is like seeing the face of the angel for who's eyes that sparkle in the night and yet for every bird that one see is the angel of respect but when one been touch with the light of the sun is the light of life but yet the day one wish for the touch of the angel respect.



Thus the more one wish the more one shall feel the sun for where there blue sky for one shall feel a warm smile that touch every rose with respect but when the night slip for one will see the moon that been touch by the angel of respect and yet for who's heart will feel the touch of respect but yet the day one wish for the touch of the angel respect.



Where there a heart for one will feel a warm smile that will shine like the morning sun that touch the blue sky with the touch of respect yet just to look to the sky is like looking in the eyes of the angel with the touch of respect for every touch of respect thus once eyes shall twinkle like the diamond in the night and yet the day one wish for the touch of the angel respect.