Travel Threw Time Is To Travel With Respect.. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one travel threw time for there a angel for who travel threw time and yet the angel who travel threw time is the angel of respect but when one look to the sky for one wish for the touch of respect for here in the night one feel the touch of a angel for who travel threw time with one but yet travel threw time is to travel with respect.


Thus for where there a house for it's the house of the angel of respect is where the angel is and yet when one wish for the touch of respect for a angel is there to touch once heart but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect by the angel for who wait to fill the heart that wish for respect and yet travel threw time is to travel with respect.



Where there a warm smile thus one will see a star that twinkle in the night sky that says for every twinkle is the twinkle of respect just to feel the touch is like feeling the touch of a rose that is full bloom to night for one will wish for the touch of a angel respect yet one sit alone for one wish for the touch of respect but yet travel threw time time is to travel with respect.



Yet for who travel threw time is one who wish for respect but the more one wish for respect the more one will see the twinkle of the stars thus for who's eyes will be touch with the twinkle of respect for when one see the sun raise thus there a warm smile that one will feel just to feel the sun is like being touch by a angel but yet travel threw time is to travel with respect.