Here on a clear night for one look to the sky for what one see is the light of respect but the light of respect is the angel of the night but when the moon raise to the night sky thus it's the light of the angel but the light up above is the light of respect.
Night after night for one shall feel the touch of the light of respect but where there a light that one see the stronger respect get for it's the angel who is the light of respect and yet every touch of the light of respect for the light up above is the light of respect.
Where there a warm smile thus for one feel the light of respect but where there happiness for one shall see the star of Star bucks for who touch once heart with the light of respect yet the sun shall raise to fill the blue sky with respect for every rose that one see and yet he light up above is the light of respect.
Thus for every min that the light that one see shall fill every rose that one touch but yet when the birds sing for they sing for the touch of the light up above thus when one feel light is like feeling the touch of the angel but the light up above is the light of respect.
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You speak often of respect, a quality that is deserved by all men. Thanks for sharing, Raymond Peace