Every Bird That One See Is The Bird Of The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Thus every rose that been touch with respect is the rose of the angel with eyes that sparkle in the night but when the sun raise for one will feel the warm smile that will warm once heart but for every bird that one thus the bird will sing for a heart that wish for one who wish for the touch of respect but for who will feel the touch of respect and yet every bird that one see is the bird of the angel of respect.



For when the day is beautiful thus one wish for the touch of respect that will feel the heart that wish for the touch but when one see a star for what one see is the angel with the touch of respect but just to feel the morning breeze that whisper in the air for every whisper there a rose that been touch with respect by the sun that been fill with the touch of respect and yet every bird that one see is the bird of the angel of respect.




Every min that the sun shine the more one will see the angel of the night that fill the air but just to look in the eyes of the angel is like seeing the twinkle of respect but for who's eyes will twinkle in the night with the touch of respect for every touch of respect the stronger it will get when once heart been touch where there a warm smile thus for every bird shall touch the blue sky with respect and yet every bird that one see is the bird of the angel of respect.



Tie after time that one wish for the touch of respect the more every rose that been touch will bloom in full with the touch of respect but when the moon raise to touch the night sky the more the stars shall shine in the night with the touch of respect to fill once heart that wish for respect but every touch of respect thus once eyes will sparkle in the night and yet every bird that one see is the bird of the angel of respect.