The Sky Of The Angel Is The Home Of The Angel Poem by Raymond Sawyer

The Sky Of The Angel Is The Home Of The Angel



For one who look to the sky thus one see the home of the angel and yet for every star thus a lily will bloom like a rose of the land of respect thus when one feel a warm smile for every warm smile shall warm a heart with respect for where there a heart thus there happiness in the heart that been touch with respect just to feel the beautiful sun rays is like feeling the touch of a warm smile and yet the sky of the angel is home of the angel.


Oh beautiful blue sky thus when will one see the angel of respect for a heart wish to feel the touch of respect in once heart but when the moon raise thus one feel the light of life touch a heart for the heart that been touch shall beat the sound of respect thus the more the light touch a heart for every rose shall bloom in full with the touch of respect to catch a star for one will wish for the touch of respect for respect mean ma lot to a heart that wish for respect look to the sky of the angel is the home of the angel.


Where oh where is the moon of life thus one wish for feel the light of life for without life there no respect for the heart that wish for respect for every moment that one look at the home of the angel the stronger respect get when a heart been touch with respect just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the sky for every whisper is the whisper of respect and yet the sky of the angel is the home of the angel.


Time after time for one who wish for the touch of respect thus one see the eyes of the angel of respect that will fill a heart with respect but just to walk under the stars of respect is like singing ma sweet song of respect for every min that the moon touch a heart thus the more the sun shall warm a heart and yet the sky of the angel is the home of the angel.


For every bird that touch the sky thus the sky is fill with respect yet when the moon touch the sky thus the stars will raise in full just to touch a heart thus here stand a heart that wish for the touch of respect but when one feel the touch of respect thus one will feel the hand that will touch a heart but yet the sky of the angel is the home of the angel.

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Hello beautiful land of respect for there a heart that wish for the touch of respect some where a heart that been touch warm a heart that wish for the touch of respect but just to feel the sun is like being touch by a lily.
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