The Night That The Angel Of Respect Touch A Heart. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For one who sleep shall feel the touch of respect but for where there a star for there a angel that will touch a heart with respect for every touch of respect thus there a warm smile that will war a heart with respect but yet for who' heart will feel the touch of respect and yet the night that the angel of respect touch a heart.



For every heart thus there a rose that been touch with respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of a rose that been touch with respect just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air for it's the angel of respect that whisper respect in the air every moment that one wish for the touch of respect and yet the night that the angel of respect touch a heart.



Thus when the sun raise for every rose that one see shall touch a heart with respect but for one who see a bird thus the bird is the angel of respect for who will touch a heart with respect for every min that one feel the touch of respect thus one wish for the touch of respect but when the sun touch the sky for it will warm a heart and yet the night that the angel of respect touch a heart.



Some where a star will twinkle in the sky with the touch of respect for every star that one see for one will feel the touch of the light of life but when one is touch with the light of life for one will see a bird that will sing for a heart that wish for respect and yet the night that the angel of respect touch a heart.