The Day The Sun Raise Thus The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when it's night thus the moon will raise but for what ne will feel is the light of life that will touch a heart but yet when one look to the sky for one will see the eyes of a angel that will touch a heart with respect but for every min that the sun raise for there a rose that is in full bloom with the touch of respect yet the day the sun shine or one will feel a warm smile that will touch a heart and yet the day the sun raise thus the angel of respect.



Time after time for one look to the sky just to wish for the touch of respect yet for every touch of respect for there a bird that will touch the sky with the touch of respect but just to feel the night breeze is like being touch by a rose that been touch with respect thus every rose that one see is the rose of the angel of respect to touch a heart with respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect and yet the day the sun raise thus the angel of respect.



Thus every moment that one look to the sky for one will see the moon when it raise to touch the sky with respect but when the moon shine for there a star that will twinkle in the sky with respect for every star that one see is the star of the angel of respect when one been touch with respect thus every rose will bloom in full with the touch of respect every heart that wish for respect thus for the angel of respect will touch a heart with respect and yet the day the sun raise thus the angel of respect.



Night after night for one wish for the touch of respect but when the sun raise for one will feel a warm smile that will warm once heart with respect the more a heart been touch with respect the stronger it will be just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air but for every whisper that one feel is the whisper of respect and yet for one who wish for the touch of respect shall feel a warm smile that will warm a heart that wish for respect and yet the day the sun raise thus the angel of respect.