Travel Threw Time Is Like Traveling With The Angel Of Respect Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For one who travel threw time and yet one could seethe blue moon that touch once heart with respect thus the more one travel threw time the more one shall see the eyes of a angel and yet for every angel that one see for one will feel the touch of respect but to travel threw time is like traveling with the angel of respect.


Thus every min one travel threw time for time is like being with a angel of respect but for who will feel the touch of respect just to look to the sky for where there a angel for one will see the angel that fill the air with respect but every touch of respect is the touch of the house of the angels yet to travel threw time is like traveling with the angel of respect.


For when one travel threw time and yet one shall see every star of respect but one wish for the touch of respect yet when one been touch for once eyes been touch with the sparkle of respect every star that one see thus one feel the light of life where there light of life for there happiness travel threw time is like traveling with the angel of respect.


The more one travel threw time for one travel threw the house of the angels for who's heart is fill with respect and yet for every rose is like the stars in the night sky but when one see the blue moon thus it's the angel of respect for who wait to fill once heart just to feel the touch of the blue moon for there a warm smile that shine in the night just to travel threw time is like traveling with the angel of respect.