The Touch Of The Angel Is The Touch Of Respect Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Here on a lovely night for one see a star that will touch once heart with respect for one who look to a clear night for one see a falling star every falling star is the angel of respect that will touch a heart some where there a heart that wish for respect but when the sun raise thus one will feel the touch of respect but yet for every star that one see will fill the air with the ouch of respect and yet the touch of the angel is the touch of respect.


When one touch the sky for one will see a falling star thus every falling star is the angel of the night but for who will feel the touch of respect just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air but when one feel the light thus it's the light of respect where there a warm smile for there a heart that wish for respect but yet the touch of the angel is the touch of respect.



Every moment that one wish the more stars one will see in the night that will shine with the touch of respect but for who's heart will be touch with respect but to the family for who's heart is full of respect thus it's the family of the angels that will touch of respect for there a angel with the warm smile of respect for who will touch once heart and yet the touch of the angel is the touch of respect.



Just to be touch with respect thus for every of respect is the angel that fill the night air just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the night air but when one see the birds that touch the night sky for every min one wish for respect is like touching the night sky for where here a angel thus one will see the eyes of the angel that touch once heart and yet the touch of the angel is the touch of respect.