The Eyes Of Respect Is The Eyes Of A Angel. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

A lovely night to see the stars of the night but when the moon raise is like the sun that touch rose with respect for every rose that been touch with respect the more one wish to feel the touch of respect the more the moon with touch one with the light of life just to look to the sky and yet the eyes of respect is the eyes of a angel.


Yet the more one wish for respect the more the sun will raise to touch the blue sky with the touch of respect but for on who see a bird thus every bird that one see been touch with respect and yet for every rose that one see been touch the with respect by the sun that been fill with respect but yet the eyes of respect is the eyes of a angel.



When the sun raise thus one look to the sky for what one see is the eyes of respect but when one feel the touch of angel for one look in the eyes of the angel just to look in the eyes of the angel is like feeling the touch of the sun where there sun thus there a warm smile that shall shine like the morning sun that touch the blue sky but yet the eyes of respect is the eyes of a angel.



Thus when one look to the sky for one feel the eyes of respect but when one see a angel just to look in the eyes of the angel there a twinkle but for who will feel the touch of respect the more one feel the eyes of respect the more one feel the eyes of a angel and yet the eyes of respect is the eyes of a angel.