The Eyes Of Respect Is The Eyes Of The Angel. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when the moon raise thus one will see every star in the night sky that shine but for every touch of respect is the touch of respect but for every respect for one shall feel the touch of the angel for who's eyes will sparkle in the night with respect just to feel the touch of respect is like feeling the touch of a rose that is in full bloom and yet the eyes of respect is the eyes of the angel.


Thus when a heart wish for the touch of respect but for when one feel the sun thus one see a bird that been touch with respect day by day for every min that one feel the touch of respect in the air thus one feel the touch of a angel for who's heart is full of respect just to look in the eyes of the angel is like looking for a falling angel and yet the eyes of respect is the eyes of the angel.



For every star thus there a house of respect for it's the house of the angels that fill once heart with the touch of respect for every star is family of respect but for who will be touch with respect for it's the birds of the angels that fill the night clear sky the more one see a star the stronger respect will get but when one feel the light of life thus it's the moon that one feel and yet the eyes of respect is the eyes of the angel.


Thus where there happiness for it's the sun that fill once heart but for one who feel the light shall feel the touch of the angel for who will touch a heart with respect but for every min that the sun touch a heart for the bird will sing for a heart that wish for respect but yet for who's eyes will sparkle in the night and yet the eyes of respect is the eyes of the angel.