The Song Of Respect Is The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

The Song Of Respect Is The Angel Of Respect.



When one sing thus one sing for the touch of respect but when the sun raise for every rose that one see is the rose of the angel of respect for touch fill the rose with respect but when one look to the sky thus one will see a star that will twinkle in the sky for who wish for the touch of respect but to the family that fill the air with resect for respect mean a lot to the family and yet the song of respect is the angel of respect.


Thus for ever song that the birds sing is for the heart that wish for the touch of respect but yet when the moon shine for the more stars will sparkle in the sky with respect but some where there the angel of respect to touch a heart with respect thus when one look to the sky for one see the eyes of the angel of respect thus for every song that one heart will touch once heart with respect and yet the song of respect is the angel of respect.



When it's night thus the sky is the house of the angel of respect but when a heart wish for the touch of respect for the angel of respect will touch that heart that wish for respect and yet for the sky is where one look to for a wish for the touch of respect for every min that one sing for the touch of respect the more birds one will see touching the sky with respect and yet the song of respect is the angel of respect.


Some where a heart wish for respect but the more one wish for the touch of respect the more birds will sing for the heart that wish for respect but just to look to the sky for what one see is the stars of respect night after night a heart wish for the touch of respect but when one look to the sky thus the moon will touch a heart with respect and yet the song of respect is the angel of respect.



Thus every moment that one look to the sky for one feel the touch of respect thus it's the angel that touch once heart with respect but some where there a heart that wish for the touch of respect where there a heart for every heart that been touch for a rose will bloom in full with respect but when one sing for every star will shine in the sky with respect but yet one wish for the touch of respect and yet the song of respect is the angel of respect.

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Well good morning to all the people that come here come just for a good cup of 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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