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

When one feel the touch of the sun thus one see a bird that is the bird of the angel but for every min one feel the touch of respect for the angel with eyes that sparkle in the night for every touch of respect is the touch of a star that one see in the night sky but yet to feel the touch of a angel is to feel the respect.


Every touch of respect is the respect of the angel of the night sky thus one wish to feel the touch of respect where one see the sun for one will feel the warm smile that will fill once heart when one wish for the touch of respect thus once heart will feel the touch of the sun but yet to feel the touch of a angel is to feel the respect.


Where there a star for it's the angel of respect just to feel the touch of the angel is like the touch of a rose that bloom in full with respect for every touch of respect is like the touch of the sun that touch the blue sky and yet just to feel the sun is like being touch by the light of life but to feel the touch of a angel is to feel the respect.


For every touch that one feel is the touch of a rose that is the rose of the angel of the night thus when one feel a warm smile for it's the sun that been touch with respect and yet when one see the moon for the moon been fill with the touch of respect but to feel the touch of a angel is to feel the respect.