The Day That The Angel Touch The Land With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one look to the sky for the night is clear but when the moon raise thus for one will feel the light of the moon that is the light of life just for one who wish a heart shall be touch with respect every min that one wish the more the light of life will touch a heart with respect thus for one who sit under the stars shall feel the twinkle of respect touch once heart for every twinkle is the twinkle of respect yet the day that the angel touch the land with respect.


Here a land with no name and yet a heart stand for one wish for the touch of respect that will fil a heart for when one look to the sky for what one see is a falling that will touch a heart for every touch of respect thus a rose shall bloom in full and yet when one see a rose thus once heart is like a rose that been touch with respect on what a beautiful land to feel the touch of respect thus the angel will fill the land with a name for the angel named land of respect the day that the angel touch the land with respect.


For where there a heart thus there is happiness for every heart who sit on the land of respect will be touch with respect for what is respect for respect mean a lot o the family that fill the land with the touch of respect but yet one feel a warm smile that warm once heart but for every bird that touch the morning blue sky is like being touch by the angel of respect thus yet for every rose there a lily that will fill the air with the touch of respect for it's the angel that one see in the sky but yet the day that the angel touch the land with respect.


Oh what a beautiful day just to feel the sun that warm a heart but when one look to the sky thus there the angel of respect with open arms just to touch once heart with respect a open arms is like a open door for a heart to feel the touch of respect to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of a lily that the birds fill with the respect of the angel and yet every star that one see is the family of the angel with respect yet the day that the angel touch the land with respect.


Oh where is the star that sparkle in the sky for every heart that wish to be touch with the touch of respect just to feel the breeze in the even is like being touch by the angel for who's heart is full of respect and yet just to look in the eyes of the angel is like feeling the morning sun that touch the sky with respect but for every bird that one see shall swing a sweet song of respect but the day that the angel touch the land with respect.