To See The Sun For One See The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one feel the sun thus it's the smile of the of the angels that fill the air with respect or when the sun is out but yet one shall see a rose that is i full bloom or it been ouch with respect every min the angel touch heart for the birds shall sing for the touch of respect.


Where one see the star thus one see the angel of respect for every touch of respect thus there a sparkle of light in the eyes of the angel of respect but yet when the sky is blue he every roe shall bloom in full with the touch of respect.


To see the sun thus when one see the moon light for what one see is the angels of Star bucks that fill the night air with respect for every sparkle i the light of life for life is special but yet when one feel a warm smile for it feel like the sun.



Just to see the stars but yet one wish to feel the touch of he angel of respect and yet where there is happiness for one will feel the angel touch of respect for every moment yet he smile is lie saying welcome to the house of Star bucks.