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

The Eyes Ofthe Angel Of Respect Is The Eyes Of Respect.



For when it's night thus one will see the eyes in the sky but thus the eye that one see is the eyes of the angle of respect but for ever heart that wish for the touch of respect for every beat of once heart is like a wish for the touch of respect just to feel the sun that will warm for every warm smile for the sun shall touch once heart that will fill in the air where there a heart for one shall feel the light of respect for every min that one wish for the touch of respect and yet the eyes of the angle of respect is the eyes respect.



Thus for every eyes that one see is the eyes of the angel for who's heart is fill with the touch of respect to touch a heart that wish for the touch of respect for every wish thus the angel will fill the air with the touch of respect but for where thee a rose for there a heart that wish for the touch of respect but when the sun touch a rose for every bird will sing for a heart that wish for respect and yet the eyes of the angel of respect is the eyes of respect.



For when one feel the sun that will touch a heart with respect the for every heart that wish for respect yet when one who wish for respect will feel the sun that will warm the heart that wish for respect but just to feel the sun is like being touch by the angel of respect where there a rose thus one feel the breeze that whisper respect in the air night after night the more one wish for respect the more stars one will see and yet the eyes of the angel of respect is the eyes of respect.




Thus for every min that a heart wish for the touch of respect for every rose thus there a heart that wish for respect but just the touch of respect will touch the heart that wish to feel the touch of respect and yet for eyes that one see sparkle in the sky the more one see the eyes of the angel the more the moon light will touch a heart with the light of life and yet the eyes of the angel of respect is the eyes of respect.

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Well good morning to all the people that come here just for a good fresh cup of coffee just before they have to be at work but when they feel a warm smile that says welcome to Star bucks.
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