When A Heart Cry For Respect Thus The Angel Of Respect Fill A Heart. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For every min that one feel the sun thus one hear a heart cry for the touch of respect but when one see a bird for it will sing for a heart that wish for respect shall feel the touch of a star that is the angel of respect for one who wish for respect is one who will feel the touch of the angel of the night thus every wish for the touch of respect the more one will feel a warm smile and yet when a heart cry for respect thus the angel of respect fill a heart.



For every min that one see a star for the moon shall raise to touch the night sky with the touch of respect yet when one feel the night breeze that whisper min the air for every whisper is the whisper of respect just to feel the night breeze is like feeling the touch of a rose that been fill with respect but for who's heart will be touch of respect by the angel of respect and yet when a heart cry for respect thus the angel of respect fill a heart.



For every touch of respect the more the sun will shine to fill the air with respect but for every bird that one see shall sing for the heats that wish for the touch of respect thus for every min that respect touch the air for respect will touch a heart that wish for the touch of respect and yet when a heart cry for respect thus the angel of respect fill a heart.



When one feel a tear thus he tear that one feel is the wish for the touch of respect but for who's heart will be touch with the touch of respect but when one cry for it's the touch of respect that one wish to feel but the more one cry thus the light of life will touch a heart with respect for respect mean a lot the more one feel the touch of respect the stronger it will get and yet when a heart cry for respect thus the angel of respect fill a heart.