For Where There A Star Thus There The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the sun raise thus one shall feel the touch of respect and yet every bird that one see is the bird of the angels for who' heart is fill with respect but every min that one wish the more the angel fill the air with respect for who's heart will be fill with the touch of respect but for where there a star thus there the angel of respect.


To feel the morning raising thus it's the angel for who will touch a heart with respect when one look to the sky for what one feel is the hand of the angel for who is filling once heart and yet for one could see the respect in once eyes but for the touch of the angel is like feeling the night breeze that whisper in the night thus for where there a star thus there the angel of respect.


A beautiful even for the blue moon shall raise to fill the night air with respect when one see a rose for one see the eyes of a thus angel thus every star that one see shall sparkle in the night sky with respect yet the night sky is the house of the angel with respect and yet where there a star thus there the angel of respect.


For one who wish is the who look to the sky and yet for the stars that sparkle in the night is the angel for who's eyes shall touch a heart with respect but to a family for who is the family of Star bucks yet it's Star buck night by night for one wish just to feel the touch of respect and yet where there a star thus there the angel of respect.