The Child Who Is The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Thus for every child that one see for one see the child who is the angel that will touch a heart with respect the more one see the child who is the angel thus one see a rose that is in full bloom with the touch of respect but just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch with a warm smile that will fill the air and yet the child who is the angel of respect.



For every min that one see the child who is the angel thus one will feel the light of life that mean a lot to the family that fill the air with the touch of respect but every touch of respect for there the child who is the angel with eyes that will sparkle in the sky with respect but just to see the child is like being touch by a rose of the angel for who's heart is fill with respect and yet the child who is the angel of respect.



Night after night for one see the eyes of the angel tat touch a heart with respect but the more one see the child who is the angel of respect the more one will see a rose in full bloom with respect just to fill the heart but for every child that one see shall warm a heart with respect but to look in the eyes of the child who is the angel of respect the more one feel the touch of respect and yet the child who is the angel of respect.




Thus for one who look to the sky shall feel the sun that will warm a heart but for every bird that one see will touch the sky with respect for respect mean a lot to the family that touch the sky with the touch of respect but for every moment that the child who is the angel of respect for the angel eyes will sparkle in the sky and yet the child who is the angel of respect.