The Morning That The Angel Of Respect Raise. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Night after night thus a heart wish for the touch of respect but yet for one see a bird that touch the morning sky with respect the more a heart wish for respect the more the bird will sing a sweet song of respect just when one wish for respect for the sun raise to fill the air for every touch of the touch of the sky thus the respect get stronger and yet the morning that the angel of respect raise.


DAY by day every bird that touch the blue sky thus a rose shall bloom in full just the touch of respect but for every min that a rose bloom for one will feel a warm smile that will touch a heart with respect just to look in the eyes that sparkle min the sky is like being touch by the rose of the angel of respect for who's heart is full of respect night after night form one feel a heart beat just for the touch of respect thus the morning that the angel of respect raise.


When there is a heart that been touch with respect thus a heart will feel the happiness and yet for every rose for the family that fill the air shall twinkle in the eyes that wish for the touch of respect every touch of respect is like being touch with the light of life and the light of life is the light of respect for a heart that wish for respect but yet to the family respect mean a lot to every heart that wish for respect and yet the morning that the angel of respect raise.


For every min that the sun touch the sky thus the more the air will touch a heart with respect but just to feel the breeze that whisper in the air for it's the angel of respect that whisper with respect another day is like a open door for one who see a open door for it's where the angel of respect live for the sky is the home of the angel who touch a hear respect for every min that one see the light of life that with respect another morning for the birds tom sing but the morning that the angel of respect raise.


Thus where there happiness for there a heart that wish for respect but one see the moon that will touch a heart with the light of life for every touch of the light form a rose will touch a heart with respect yet for every touch of a rose for there a warm smile that shine like the morning sun time after time for some where there a heart that will wish for respect some where the angel of respect wait to touch a heart with respect yet the morning that the angel of respect raise.