The Nigh The Angel Of Respect Touch Once Heart With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when it's night thus there a heart that wish for the touch of respect but just to look to the sky for there a star with a twinkle in the sky to touch a heart with a warm smile that is the smile of respect thus where there a warm smile for once heart been touch with respect but yet for every min that one feel the respect the more stars will shine with the touch of respect and yet the night the angel of respect touch once heart with respect.



Every min that the stars shine for the sky will be fill with respect but when there a heart that wish for the touch of respect for it is the angel that one feel in the night but just to look to the sky for the angel shall warm a heart with respect for every moon that touch the sky with respect and yet the night the angel of respect touch once heart with respect.



Where a bird touch the sky for the bird that touch the sky with respect shall sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect for when one see a star thus it shall twinkle in the sky with respect but just to feel the breeze that whisper is like being touch by a rose of the angel of respect and yet the night the angel of respect touch once heart with respect.



Day after day for every min that one feel the sun thus it's the angel that once heart feel with the touch of respect but when a heart been touch for once eyes will twinkle in the sky with the touch of respect just to look in the eyes of the angel for what one feel is the twinkle of respect and yet the night the angel of respect touch once heart with respect.