For One To See A Angel Is To Wish For Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when the sun touch the sky for every rose that one see shall bloom in full with the touch of respect but where there a bird thus one will feel the morning breeze that whisper threw the tress of respect for every whisper is the angel that whisper respect to a heart that wish for the touch of respect but to family that fill the air is the family of the angel of respect but for one to see a angel of respect.


Just to be touch with the whisper of respect is like being touch by a rose that been touch by the angel and yet for every eyes that one see is the eyes of the angel that will touch a heart with respect and yet for every touch of respect thus one will feel a warm smile that will warm a heart with happiness for where there a heart for there a heart that wish for respect but every moment that one see the eyes of the angel thus for one see a angel is to wish for respect.


For one to se a angel and yet one see a rose of the angel that will touch a heart but every touch of a rose the more the air shall be fill with the touch of respect time after time for a heart some where wish for the touch of respect the more one wish for respect the stronger respect shall get in once heart but to the family of the angel respect mean a lot for one who wish for the touch of respect and yet respect is like the light of life but for one to see a angel is to wish for respect.


Oh sweet rose of respect for one wait to be touch with respect thus every touch of a heart is like the touch of a rose that is the rose of the angel of respect where there happiness thus one shall feel the touch of respect in the sun ray for when then bird sing is the song of respect that will touch the blue morning sky yet just to look to the sky for the eyes that one see is the angel of respect but for one to see a angel is to wish for respect.


Day by day for every heart wish for the touch of respect every min that one feel the light of life but to the family the light of life is like the light of respect but some where a heart sit just to feel the touch of respect when the night slip in thus one shall see the eyes that fill the air with respect but it's the angel for who's heart is fill with respect sweet beautiful night for where the angel of respect for there a heart that wish for the touch of respect by the angel just for one to see a angel is to wish for respect.