The Light Of Life Is The Light Of The Angel Of Respect Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the sun raise for every roe will bloom in full with the touch of respect but just to see a bird that will touch the blue sky with the touch of respect but when the bird sing for a heart that wish for respect thus for every star that shine the more the moon will touch the night sky with respect for every min that one wish the more a rose will bloom in full and yet the light of life is the light of the angel of respect.



Every heart that the bird sing for shall feel the touch of respect but for one will see the eyes of the angel for who will fill a heart with respect but when it's night thus one will see the moon that touch the night sky for who's eyes will sparkle in the night yet the more one wish for respect the more the moon will fill the sky with respect and yet the light of life is the light of the angel of respect.



Night after night for one look to the sky for some where there the angel that will fill once heart with respect thus when one feel the light of life for one will feel a warm smile that touch a rose just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air for where there a star there a twinkle in the sky and yet the light of life is the light of the angel of respect.



Bird after bird that sing will touch the sky with respect thus the bird that one see is the bird of the angel for who will touch a heart that wish for the touch of respect but for every min that the bird sing for a heart for the touch of respect thus it's once heart that wish for respect that the bird sing for and yet the light of life is the light of the angel of respect.