Another Night For The Touch Of The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When it's a beautiful day thus the birds shall touch the blue sky but for every rose that one see shall bloom in full with the touch of respect for every rose shall touch a heart with respect but for when there a warm smile yet one feel the touch of respect for it's the angel that fill the sun with respect another night for the angel to fill a heart with respect and yet another night for the touch of the angel of respect.



Another night for the moon to shine the more the moon shine the more one will see the stars that will touch a heart with the touch of respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect thus every touch of respect but every heart shall feel the touch of respect another night for one to wish for the touch of respect every moment that one wish for respect the more one feel a warm smile and yet another night for the touch of the angel of respect.



Time after time for one who wish for the touch of respect feel the touch of the angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night and yet just to feel the light of life is like being touch by a rose that been touch with respect but to look to the sky is like looking in the eyes of the angel for who will fill the air and yet another night for the touch of the angel of respect.



Another night for the touch of respect but every touch of respect the more one will see the stars that sparkle in the night for every star that sparkle is the touch of the angel for who's heart is fill with the touch of respect some where a heart wish for the touch of the angel of respect just to feel the light of life is like being touch by the angel of respect and yet another night for the touch of the angel of respect.