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

For a lovely night thus one wish for the touch of respect the more one wish for the touch of respect thus every star that twinkle with respect for it's the angel of respect but yet when one look to the sky for one see the eyes of the angel for who will touch a heart with respect and yet the touch of respect is the angel of respect.



Just for one who's heart wish for respect thus every star that touch the sky shall shine in the night with respect but when it's night the moon will shine for it's the angel that will fill a heart with respect but when the sun raise for every rose that one see will touch a heart with respect but one will see a bird that will touch the morning blue sky with respect and yet the touch of respect is the angel of respect.



Every min that one wish for respect thus a bird will sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect but just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by a rose of the angel of respect the more a rose bloom the more a star shall twinkle in the night for who's heart will feel the touch of respect time after time one look to the sky for the touch of respect and yet the touch of respect is the angel of respect.




Night after night for one dream of being touch with respect but for every dream there a wish for respect that will fill once heart but to look in the eyes of the angel is like feeling the light of life some where there a heart that wish for respect for every touch there a warm smile that will warm once heart time after time for one wish for the angel to touch once heart with respect and yet the touch of respect is the angel of respect.