The Land Of Happiness Is The Land Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For here the land that one walk is fill with a feeling of respect and yet the more one feel the respect the more beautiful the land get thus the more that the breeze whisper the more the trees is touch with respect for every rose is the tree of the angel for who's heart is fill with a beautiful that is respect but for every bird that touch the sky shall fill the air thus the land of happiness is the land of respect.



When the land is fill thus a heart shall be touch with respect for every heart will feel the sun that will warm it's heart what a good day for a rose to be touch with the touch of the angel of respect when the sun raise there a rose that been fill for a heart shall be touch with respect but the family of the angel for every eyes that one see in the night shall sparkle with respect yet eyes of the stars is the family that fill the night sky thus the land of happiness is the land of respect.



To a heart respect is special when it's been touch with the angel of respect thus some where there a land that cry out the angel for who touch the land with respect for every min that a land cry for respect the more the birds will touch the blue sky and yet for every rose is the angel of the land of happiness when the moon raise for the light that will touch the land shall have the light of life the land of happiness is the land of respect.



Thus the night a heart felt the touch of respect but for every touch a rose will whisper respect in the air for every heart to feel where oh where is the angel of respect for it's the rose that the heart that fill with respect thus a open heart is like a open window and yet for the open heart will be touch with respect just to look to the sky is like looking in the eyes of the angel the land of happiness is the land of respect.



Thus for where there a warm smile for a heart shall feel the sun that will warm a heart with happiness for happiness is the touch of respect here a tree that been touch with respect for the whispering breeze whisper threw the trees of respect but it's the land that whisper for the angel is the rose that touch a heart the land of happiness is the land of respect.