Where There A Angel Thus One Will Feel The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For every min that one look to the night sky thus one will feel the touch of a star that twinkle in the night just to feel the touch of a star is like feeling the touch of respect for when one feel the twinkle in the air thus it's the star for every star that one will see shall shine but when one been touch with respect for a star shall twinkle in once eyes with the touch of respect some where there a heart that wish for the touch of a angel and yet where there a angel thus one will feel the touch of respect.


Every moment that one wish for the touch of respect will be touch by a rose that been touch by the angel for who's heart is full of respect thus the angel of the family that fill the air with the touch of respect when the sun raise for every rose will feel the touch of respect that fill the air yet just to see the sun is like feeling the light of life that will fill a heart that wish for respect and yet where there a angel thus one will feel the touch of respect.


Just to wish for respect is like wishing for the touch of the rose of the angel that fill the air but just to feel the morning breeze that whisper in the air for every whisper that one feel is the whisper of respect for every min that the night breeze whisper the more one will see the stars with will sparkle in once eyes with respect but for every sparkle that one feel will shine and yet where there a angel thus one will feel the touch of respect.


Night after night for every star there a new moon that will touch the night sky with respect for it's the moon that been fill with the touch of respect and yet some where there a heart that wish for some where in the night for there a angel with eyes that shine in the night but just to look in the eyes of the angel is like look for the sun that touch the blue sky with respect and yet where there a angel thus one will feel the touch of respect.