The Road Of Respect Is The Road To The Angel. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one travel on the night road for one will feel the touch of respect but for what one feel is the stars that shine in the night but just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air for there a star with a twinkle in the night that will touch a heart with the touch of respect every moment that one on the night road will feel the light of life that will fill once heart and yet the road of respect is the road of the angel.



For one who travel by night thus the stars will touch a heart with the touch of respect just to fill the air but when one see the moon thus every min that one feel the light of respect the more one will feel the touch of respect thus for every touch of respect the road get longer just in the night that one wish for the touch of respect but for every star that touch the sky is the eyes of the angel for who's eyes will sparkle in the night with respect and yet the road of respect is the road to the angel.



Thus for where the sun raise for one will see a rose in bloom that been touch with respect but just for one who travel by night will feel the touch of respect but for every touch there the angel of respect just to touch a heart that wish for the touch of respect for when the bird sin the more a rose will bloom in full with respect just to touch a heart for every min that one feel the road of respect the more stars that one will see in the night and yet the road of respect is the road to the angel.



Some where in the night for a heart wish for the touch of respect but when one see a one moon thus the light of life will touch a heart with the light of respect but for one who feel the light of respect feel the touch of the angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night and for one who wish fr respect shall see a star with a twinkle that will touch once eyes with respect and yet the road of respect is the road of the angel.