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

For when it's night for every star that one see will shine but for when the moon raise to touch the sky with respect for one will feel the touch of the light of life that will fill once heart just to feel the light of life is like being touch by a rose that is in full bloom with the touch of respect thus for every rose that one see will touch a heart with respect and yet the eyes of the angel is the eyes of the angel of respect.



Every min that one feel the ouch of respect the more one will see the stars that shine in the sky but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect by the stars that will touch the sky with respect but just to feel the night breeze that whisper with respect thus for it's the angel that whisper respect for it will touch a heart with respect every touch of respect is the respect of the angel for who's heart is fill and yet the eyes of the angel is the eyes of the angel of respect.



Some where there a heart that look to the sky for the touch of respect but for who will feel the touch of respect for it's one who wish for respect but when the sun raise for every bird that one see is the bird that will touch a heart with respect thus for every rose that is in full bloom shall fill the air with respect yet just to look in the eyes of the angel for one feel the respect and yet the eyes of the angel is the eyes of the angel of respect.



Where there a heart for the sun shall warm a heart with a warm smile of respect that will fill a heart with respect but for who will be touch by the angel for who's eyes will sparkle in the sky just to feel the breeze that whisper in the air for every rose that feel the whisper of respect will touch a heart that wish for respect and yet the eyes of the angel is the eyes of the angel of respect.