For Every Angel Thus There The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For every min that one wish for respect thus one will look to the sky for what one see is the sparkle of the angels that is here for the touch of respect and yet for every star that one see is the angels with eyes that sparkle with respect for who's heart will feel the touch of respect but yet for every angel thus there the touch of respect.


As the morning sun raise thus one will feel the warmth of the sun that was fill by the angel by the angel with the sparkle of respect in their eyes for one who wish for the touch of respect for every touch of respect is like the touch of the light for life just to be touch with respect is like catching a falling star with respect and yet for every angel thus there the touch of respect.


Night after night for one who wish for the touch of respect is the one who been touch with the light of life and yet for once eyes twinkle in the night every touch of respect is like is like feel the warm smile of a angel that has eyes that sparkle in the night yet for every angel thus there the touch of respect.


For where there a heart thus there a angel for who will fill once heart with the touch of respect just to feel the respect is like a blue moon light walk by the sea and yet just to see the stars that is the angel that fill once heart with respect just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air but for every angel thus there the touch of respect.