Time After Time For One Wish To Feel The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Time after time for one wait to feel the touch of respect the more one wait the more one wish to feel the touch of respect by the angel of the night sky and yet for every min one wait thus the angel is some where filling a heart with respect but when one see the raising of the moon thus it's the angel of respect.


Just for one to look to the night sky for one wish to feel the touch of respect but one feel the light of the moon that is the angel that will fill once heart with respect but one see a sparkle in he night sky hat is the angels of the night but yet time after time for one wish to feel the touch of respect.


Thus for one to feel the touch of respect for one stand in the night and yet when one see a rose thus very rose been fill with respect just to see the rose bloom thus the respect touch once heart for when one felt the touch of the rose the stronger the respect get but for the touch of respect on has a warm smile that shine like the morning sun yet time after time for one wish to feel the touch of respect.


For time after time one been touch with what one wish for and yet once heart is fill with respect as the sun raise for one will feel the the respect from the sun that been fill with respect some where there a angel for who's heart is fill with respect yet time after time for one now feel the touch of respect.