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

For who's heart been touch with respect is the heart that been fill with the light of respect but just to feel the touch of a hand is like being touch by the angel of respect thus every touch of respect is like a sweet song of respect and yet for every touch of the light for there the angel of respect in the heart that wish for respect but yet the light of respect is the light of the angel.


Oh sweet light of the angel thus a heart some where wish for the touch of respect but when one see a rose for the rose is the rose of the angel of respect but for every bird that touch the sky shall fill the air with the touch of respect oh sweet rose for how lovely you are for every rose that one see is the rose that been touch with respect time after time for a heart wish for the touch of respect yet the heart that wish for respect is the heart that been touch with the light of life yet the light of respect is the light of the angel.


Night after night thus a star will twinkle in the sky for every star there a heart who wish for the touch of respect and yet the sun shall raise for it's the sun that will warm a heart with respect but just to feel the even breeze is like feeling the soft voice of the angel that whisper in once ear for every moment that a heart wish for the touch of respect the stronger it will be thus for respect mean a lot to the family the light of respect is the light of the angel


Day by day for it been really for the touch of the respect thus when one feel a warm smile for it's the sun that fill the air with respect for a heart to feel and yet every touch of a warm smile thus one will see a rose that bloom in full with the touch of respect for where there a heart thus there a bird that will sing a sweet song of respect just yet the light of respect is the light of the angel.


Some where a heart travel but when one travel for one shall feel the light of life for it's the angel that touch a heart with the light of life just when one sleep thus one dream of seeing the angel of respect but for what one see in dream is the bird that touch the sky with the light of life but yet for every bird that one see is the bird of the angel of respect gut the light of respect is the light of the angel.T