Every Moon Light Is The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when the sun raise thus ever rose shall bloom in full with the touch of respect that fill every rose that is in full bloom but for where there a star for one will see the angel that touch once heart with respect night after night for the angel of respect is touch every heart that wish for respect and yet every moon light is the angel of respect.



Thus the more one who wish for the touch of respect is like being touch by a rose that is fill with the touch of respect but for every moment that one see the moon light thus one feel a warm smile of respect but for who will feel the touch of respect that touch a heart just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air and yet every moon light is the angel of respect.



Where there a heart for one will feel the sun that touch the blue sky with the touch of respect but for who's eyes will twinkle in the night but the more one see the moon light for one feel the touch of the sun that will warm a heart that wish for the touch of respect and yet every moon light is the angel of respect.



Every min the one wish for the touch of respect for one will see a bird that will touch the morning blue sky with respect thus every bird that one see shall sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect but when one touch a heart is like being touch by a rose of the angel of respect for when the moon shine thus the stars will shine with respect and yet every moon light is the angel of respect.