For Every Child Is The Child Of The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Thus when a child wish for the touch of a star for one wish for the touch of respect but to look in the eyes of a child or one will see the angel of respect with a heat full of respect just to touch a heart with respect thus for every child that shine in the sky is the child of the angel for who's eyes sparkle and yet for every child is the child of the angel of respect.


But when a child touch a heart for every touch of a child is the touch of the angel with respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect but when it's night for one will see he eyes of the angel that will warm once heart with respect but to the family respect mean a lot to one who wish for the touch of respect and yet for every child is the child of the angel of respect.



Just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air thus for every whisper that the night breeze whisper is the whisper of respect but for every rose that one see is the child of respect for one wish for to feel the touch of respect for every child that ouch a heart will feel the touch of respect and yet for every child is the child of the angel of respect.



The night that one see a child for what one see is the star with a twinkle in the sky but yet for every twinkle is the twinkle of respect that will touch a heart but when the sun raise for one will feel the sun but for every min that one feel the sun for it's a warm smile of respect to be touch by the twinkle of respect is like being touch by the light of life and yet for every child is the child of the angel of respect.