The Stairs To Respect Is The Stairs Of The Angel. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Thus when one who wish for the touch of respect for one shall see the star that twinkle in the night just to see the stairs of the angel of respect is like a being touch by a rose that been fill with respect but when one see the stairs for it's the stairs to the heart of the angel with respect and yet the stairs to respect is the stairs of the angel.



Thus for every min that one see the stairs to respect the more one will wish for the touch of respect but for who's heart will be fill with the touch of respect just to feel the touch of respect for every min that one wish for the touch of respect the more the stars shall shine in the night with the touch of respect and yet the stairs to respect is the stairs of the angel.




When the moon raise for every min that the moon shine in the night sky for one will see the eyes of the angel for who will touch a heart with the touch of respect that one wish for thus for every touch of respect but every moment that one with for respect the more stars one will see with a sparkle and yet the stairs to respect is the stairs of the angel.




But yet for when the sun raise to touch the blue sky for it will fill the morning air with the touch of respect that will fill a heart but when one feel a warm smile that will warm once heart just to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of the light of life for every bird that one see will sing for a heart that wish for respect but for every rose that touch once heart will feel the touch of respect and yet the stairs to respect is the stairs of the angel.