The Sky Of Respect Thus It's The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Thus every min that one look to the sky for one will see a star that twinkle with respect but when the moon raise for it will touch the night sky but just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air is like being touch by a rose that been touch with respect thus the more the night breeze whisper for the angel of respect will raise to touch a heart and yet the sky of respect thus it's the angel of respect.



When a heart wish for the touch of respect thus for once eyes will sparkle in the night with the touch of respect but when the sun raise for every rose tat bloom been touch with respect just to feel the touch of a rose is like being touch by the light of life that fill the air with respect and yet for every star that touch the sky is the angel of the night and yet the sky of respect thus it's the angel of respect.



Just when one feel the touch of respect thus one will eel a warm smile for it's the sun that will warm once heart with the touch of respect where there a star for one will see a rose that is in full bloom for it's been touch with respect but for who's heart will be touch with respect and yet for every touch of respect is the angel of respect that touch a heart tat wish for respect and yet the sky of respect thus it's the angel of respect.




Every moment that one see the moon for some where there a star that will twinkle in once eyes with the touch of respect but when the sun raise for one feel the warm smile that the angel fill the sun with just to feel the warm smile is like being touch by the light of life where there a heart for there happiness in the air for happiness is the happiness of respect and yet the sky of respect thus it's the angel of respect.