For One Who Sing Thus There The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

What a beautiful day for the bird shall touch the blue sky but one will feel the touch of a rose just to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of respect but when one see a rose for one been touch with the touch of respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect for one who sing thus one sing for the touch of respect and yet for one who sing thus there the angel of respect.


Just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air with the touch of respect yet every min that one sing for a rose shall bloom in full just to feel the touch of respect to the family respect mean a lot to the family that is the angel of respect for where there a bird for there is respect when one look to the sky for there a angel of respect and yet for one who sing thus there the angel of respect.


Thus for one who sing feel a heart that wish for the touch of respect but there a warm smile that warm the heart that wish for the touch of respect every moment that one sing thus the birds that touch the blue sky with the touch of respect but when the sun shine for a rose will bloom in full with respect but for every star that one see is the angel of respect when there a star for one could see a twinkle and yet for one who sing thus there the angel of respect.



For one who feel the touch of a star thus one sing for the angel of respect for who's eyes sparkle in the night but every min that one see a sparkle in the night is the angel for who's heart is full of respect for night after night thus one sing for the angel of respect for one wish for the touch of respect and yet for one who sing thus there the angel of respect.