The Night That The Angel Of Respect Fill The Air. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For every morning that the sun touch the blue sky thus the blue sky is fill with the touch of respect but for one who feel the morning breeze feel the touch of the sun that been touch with respect but the night that one feel the shine of the stars for one will feel the touch of the light of life but the night that the angel fill the air for every rose feel the touch of respect and yet the night that the angel of respect fill the air.



Just to look to the night sky is like looking in the eyes of a angel for who fill the night air with the touch of respect thus every touch of respect is the touch of the angel of the night but when the moon light touch the night sky for one will see more stars in the night but for who's eyes will sparkle in the night and yet the night that the angel of respect fill the air.



Thus every star that touch the night sky is the angel of respect for who's eyes sparkle in the night with respect but when one feel a warm smile thus it's the sun that the angel fill with respect but where there happiness for there a heart that wish for respect just to see a falling star is like feeling the light of life that will fill a heart and yet the night that the angel of respect fill the air.



Every min that one been touch with respect thus one feel the touch of the sun that will warm once heart with the touch of respect yet for who will feel the light of life that shine in the night for time after time for one wish for the touch of respect is like wishing for the touch of a rose that been fill with respect and yet the night that the angel of respect fill the air.