The Angel Who Touch A Heart With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

The Angel Who Touch A Heart With Respect.



When one wish to feel the sun thus one feel the touch OF a rose that bloom in full and yet one see a bird that will touch the sky for every bird that one see shall sing a sweet song of respect that will touch a heart that wish for the touch of respect but yet where there a heart thus the stars will twinkle in the eyes that will fill the air with respect but the angel who touch a heart with respect.

Time after for every heart that wish for the touch of respect will feel the touch of a rose for the angel of respect is the mother of all other angel that will touch a heart but to the family respect mean a lot to the family that fil the air with respect the more one feel the touch of respect the stronger it will get for a heart that wish for the touch of respect and yet the angel who touch a heart with respect.

Some where in the land of respect there a heart that wish to feel the touch of respect just to wish for respect for there a star with a twinkle to touch a heart but when the moon raise thus every star that one see will fill the air with the touch of respect just to see the moon for every moment that one see the moon thus it's the light of respect oh beautiful night for where is the angel with a heart full of respect for one to feel for the angel that touch a heart with respect.

Night after night for one will feel the breeze that whisper in the air with respect thus every min that one wish the more every star that touch the sky shall shine in the sky for it's the angel that will touch a heart with respect and yet the angel who touch a heart with respect.


Time after time for when the moon raise thus the family of the angel will raise just to touch a heart with respect for every touch of a star is the star that twinkle in the heart of one who wish for the touch of respect but when one feel a warm smile thus it's the sun that will warm a heart with happiness the more one see a star the more once heart beat the sound of respect yet the angel who touch a heart with respect.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Good morning to the beautiful blue sky that been touch with respect to fill a heart that wish for the touch of respect and yet every bird that one see is the angelm of respect but to look in ther eyes of a angel is like seeing the angel of respect thus for what one see is the rose of respect.
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