When The Birds Sing Thus The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when the sky is blue thus for every touch of respect for a rose shall fill a heart that wish for the touch of respect for where there happiness for a heart been touch with the touch of respect for it's the angel that one feel in the air just to feel the breeze that whisper in the air and yet when the birds sing thus the angel of respect.


Night after night one wish for the touch of respect but what one feel is the light of life thus to the family respect mean a lot to the family for who's heart is full of respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect for every bird that sing for they sing for a heart that just want to feel the touch of respect the more one wish the more once heart will feel the touch of respect and yet when the birds sing thus the angel of respect.



For when night come thus one will feel the light of life but yet every min that the birds sing the more the roses shall bloom in full with the touch of respect but for one who wish for the touch of respect for one see the twinkle of respect in the eyes of the angel just when the moon raise to touch the night sky with respect the more stars will shine in the night and yet when the birds sing thus the angel of respect.



Some where there a heart that wish for the touch of respect but when one look to the sky for what one see is the eyes of the angel for who's eyes will sparkle in the night for every min that once eyes sparkle for the angel of respect will fill once heart but when one wish for the touch of respect the more the birds willing and yet when the birds sing thus the angel of respect.