The Day Time Slip Away Thus There Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Every min that time slip away the more one wish for the touch of respect and yet when the moon raise to touch the sky for every heart that wish for respect for one will feel the light of respect but when the moon shine thus one will see a star that will twinkle with respect time after time for one look to the sky just for one to wish for the touch of respect and yet the day time slip away thus there angel of respect.



For every moment that one wish for the touch of respect but to the family that fill the air with respect the more one feel the night breeze that whisper in the air for it's the angel that whisper respect to once heart for every min that the moon shine for every day that slip away for one will see the angel of respect and yet the day slip away thus there angel of respect.



But for every time that the day slip away for the sun shall warm a heart that wish for respect just to be touch with respect is like being touch by the light of life that will fill a heart but it's the sun that will warm a heart with respect thus every rose that is in full bloom shall fill a heart with respect and yet the day time slip away thus there angel of respect.




Time after time thus the more the da slip away the more one will see a star that will tinkle in the sky with the touch of respect but for every star that one see for there a angel with eyes that sparkle in the sky with respect but just to feel the sun is like being touch by the rose of the angel of respect thus every sparkle that one see is the angel of respect and yet the day time slip away thus there angel f respect.