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

For when it's night thus every bird that one see shall see the eyes of a star that shine in the night but for every min that one see the eyes of the star the more one will wish for the touch of respect but when one feel the moon for it's the light of life that touch once heart just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air and yet for every wish thus for there the angel of respect.


Thus when one feel the touch of the light of life is like being touch with the touch of respect but for who will feel the touch of respect yet just to feel the morning sun raise that will warm once heart with the touch of respect every touch of respect is the touch of the rose of the angel with the touch of respect thus for the family who fill the air with respect and yet for every wish thus for there the angel of respect.


When every star that touch the night sky for every star will shine with respect but for who's eyes will be touch with the light of respect that fill the night sky thus every min that one feel the sun the more one will feel the touch of respect that will fill once heart but when the sun raise for the sun shall warm a heart that wish for the touch of respect and yet for every wish thus for there the angel of respect.


For every warm smile shall shine like the morning sun that touch the blue sky but when one see a bird for the bird shall sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect just to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of a rose that bloom in full with the touch of respect that will fill the blue sky and yet for every wish thus for there the angel of respect.