Where There Respect For There A Angel. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one who wish for the touch of respect thus one will feel the light of life for it's the angel of respect that fill the air with respect just to feel respect is like feeling the touch of a rose that been touch with respect and yet where there respect for there a angel.



Every min that one wish for respect the more one will see star with a twinkle of respect but just to look to the sky for the moon will raise to touch the night sky with the touch of respect but every moment that a star twinkle the more the moon will shine with respect and yet where there respect for there a angel.



Some where a heart wish for the touch of respect but for every rose that one see is in full bloom with the touch of respect just to touch a heart that wish for respect time after time when the sun raise to touch the sky for one will feel a warm smile that will warm once heart with respect but for every bird that touch the sky will sing for a heart that wish for respect and yet where there respect for there a angel.


Thus for every star that one see is the eyes of the angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night but just to look in the eyes of a angel is like feel the touch of a warm smile with respect but for whom will feel the warm smile of the sun and yet where there a rose for one shall see the angel of respect that touch once heart and yet where there respect for there a angel.