The Touch Of A Angel Is The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when one feel the sun thus the sun shall warm once heart every touch of the sun thus a rose shall bloom in full with the touch of the sun but when the moon raise for one will feel the respect in the night air every rose that one see the rose of respect and yet the touch of a angel is the touch of respect.


For when one feel the breeze tat whisper threw the trees thus it whisper respect to once heart thus one wish to feel the touch of respect for every min that one wish for respect the more the angel fill once heart with respect just to see the moon that raise to the night sky with respect but yet the touch of a angel is the touch of respect.


Thus the more the angel of respect fill once heart thus the stronger respect get for every star that touch the night sky is the angel for who fill once heart with respect but when one saw the moon light for the light is the light of life yet the touch of a angel is the touch of respect.


For where there happiness for one will feel a warm smile of the angel for who will fill once heart with respect and yet every touch of respect mean a lot to the family for who is the angel of the night and yet for the more one feel the touch of respect for the touch of a angel is the touch of respect.