The Dove Of The Angel Is The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

A beautiful day thus for one see a dove that will touch the blue sky with respect but every dove for there a rose tat will bloom in full with the touch of respect the more one see the dove the more the sun will warm once heart for every min that one see the dove thus it's the angel of respect and yet the dove of the angel is the angel of respect.



Yet when one see the angel of respect for one will feel the warmth of the sun that will touch once heart with respect but just to see the dove of the angel for who's heart will be touch by he dove of the angel thus when the angel raise to touch the sky with respect for it's the angel for who's heart is fill with respect but to the family that touch a heart with respect but the stronger respect gt the more the moon will shine and yet the dove of the angel is the angel of respect.




Every min that the moon shine thus the angel of respect will touch a heart that wish for the touch of respect but for who will feel the touch of respect but just to feel the morning breeze that whisper in the air for every bird will sing for a heart that whisper for the touch of respect and yet the dove of the angel is the angel of respect.


Thus for a heart that wish for respect is the heart that will feel the light of life but every light that one see is the light of respect for once heart that wish for the touch of respect but night after night for every star that one see is the stars that fill the air but where there a heart for the angel will touch a rose with the touch of respect for one to touch a heart that wish for respect and yet the dove of the angel is the angel of respect.