For Every Month Is The Month For The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Thus for every month is the month for one to wish for the touch of respect for the more one wish the more one will see the stars of the night for where there a road the the house of the angel of the night thus one will feel the touch of respect for it's the house of the angel that is full of respect just to feel the touch of respect for it mean a lot and yet or every month is the month for the touch of respect.


A beautiful even for a lovely warm smile that will touch a heart with respect but for who'hear will feel the touch of respect for one who wish is one for who's heart is fill with respect but when one see a star thus one see the eyes of the angel for who fill the air with respect but yet for every month is the month for the touch of respect.



Where there happiness for there a star with a sparkle in the eyes of the angel for who eyes will be touch with the sparkle of respect but for every star the stars that twinkle is the stars of angels for it's the family that fill the night air and fill every rose that one see that is in full bloom with the touch of respect and yet for every month is the month for the touch of respect.



For every month that one feel the touch of respect for the family is the angel that fill the air with respect just to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of a rose for it's the rose of the angels of the nigh the more one feel the touch of respect for one will see the stars with a sparkle and yet for every month is the month for the touch of respect.