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

When it's night for it's the night that one see a star that shine in the night but just to look to the sky for one will feel the touch of the light of life but yet for every touch the night the angel of respect shall shine and yet every star that one see is the angel of respect that will fill a heart and yet the night the angel of respect raise to touch a heart.



Where there a star for there the angel of respect just to fill the air with the touch of respect but for every min that one wish for the touch of respect the more stars that will shine in the night but when the moon raise for it shine shine in the night but when one feel a warm smile thus it's the angel of respect and yet the night the angel of respect raise to touch a heart.



Thus when one feel the light of life for what one feel is the touch of respect by the angel of respect for who's eyes twinkle in the night with respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect for when the night the angel of respect raise but just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by a rose that been touch with respect and yet the night the angel of respect raise to touch a heart.


Every min that one wish for respect the more one look to the sky for the angel that will touch once heart but for one who feel the touch of respect is one who wish for the touch of respect but every star that shine is the eyes of the angel of respect where there a heart for one feel the touch of respect in the air but for one who see a bird that will sing for a heart that wish for respect and yet the night the angel of respect raise to touch a heart.