Every Heart That Wish For The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Some where a heart that been touch with respect is the heart that beat the sound of respect for a heart that wish for the touch of respect and yet for when the sun raise thus one will feel the ray of the sun but just to feel the ray for one been touch by the angel of respect yet for every bird that touch the sky is like touching the heart that wish for respect but for every rose that one see in full bloom is the rose of the angel of respect and yet every heart that wish for the angel of respect.


But when the sun raise thus a heart shall feel the touch of respect but yet it's the angel that fill the sun with respect just to touch a rose is like being touch with the light of life but when a heart beat for it beat for the touch of respect thus the more a heart feel the stronger respect get and yet for every touch of the light of life the more one shall see the family of the angel of respect but oh what a feeling just to be touch with respect for the family of the angel respect mean a lot to a heart that wish for resect thus every heart that wish for the angel of respect.


Every moment that a heart wish for the touch of respect thus a bird shall touch the morning sky with respect but time after time a heart some where wish for the touch of the angel for who's heart is full of respect just to touch a heart yet when a heart wish for respect thus one feel the light of life that mean a lot for one who wish for the touch of respect just to feel the touch of a rose is like being touch by a lily that been fill with respect and yet every heart that wish for the angel of respect.


A quite night for the stars to raise and yet the sky is clear for the moon to shine the light of life but when one feel the ray of the sun thus it's the angel that one feel that touch a heart with respect night after night for a heart shall wish for the touch of respect but for every bird that touch the sky for they will sing a sweet song of respect to touch a heart with respect oh sweet star thus there a heart that wish for respect and yet every heart that wish for the angel of respect.


Thus for every touch of respect for there a warm smile that will warm the heart that wish for the touch of respect but yet a beautiful day for every rose to be touch with respect but the more a heart wish the more one will see a falling star with eyes that sparkle in the night yet the night is close for the moon will touch the sky with the light of life for every that one look to the sky thus once heart shall feel the touch of respect for every heart that wish for the angel of respect.