The Night One Saw A Star Thus The Star Is The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

The day the sun raise for one feel the warm smile but yet every min that one feel the sun for it's the angel that fill the sun with respect just to feel sun is like feeling the touch of the angel for who fill the sun with respect but every rose that bloom in full been touch with respect for every bird that one see shall sing for a heart that wish for respect but when one feel the sun thus one feel the touch of the angel for who's heart is fill with respect.


Where there is happiness for every min for the sun shall shine and yet for the sun will warm one heart with respect for who's heart will be touch with respect just to feel the sun is like feeling the light of life yet for every min that one feel the light of life thus one feel the touch of the angel of respect thus respect mean a lot for one who wish to feel the touch of respect and yet the night one saw a star thus the star is the angel of respect.



When one feel the sun for one feel the touch of respect that one wish for where there a rose for one feel the warmth of the sun that touch once heart just to see a warm smile and yet or every min that one smile the more the sun shall warm once heart with the touch of respect every rose that one see thus for every rose been touch with respect just for one who wish for the touch of respect yet the night one saw a star thus the star is the angel of respect.


Thus for where there a rose for one feel the sun but for one wish for the touch of respect for who's heart will be touch with respect just to feel the morning breeze that whisper in the air and yet for when the blue moon raise thus one will feel the light of life for every touch of the light of life is like being ouch by the angel of respect for every bird that one see been touch with respect but the bird will fill the blue sky with respect just the night one saw a star thus the star is the angel of respect.