The Train For The Land Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

What a lovely night for a train ride and yet for where the train go for one wish for the train to go where one can feel the respect that is special to the family but where there a star thus there a angel for who wait to fill once heart with respect just to see the star that sparkle yet the train for the land of respect.


For when the sun raise thus the bird that one see will sing for the touch of respect just to feel the sun is like looking for the light of the angel for who will fill a heart that wish for the touch of respect but yet when one wait for the train thus the train for the land of respect.


Yet for every min one wait for the train the more one will wish for the touch of respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect for every touch there a angel with eyes like the diamond in the night and yet just to feel the touch of respect for the train for the land of respect.



Thus for every train to the land of respect is the train of the angel yet for every wish one wish for thus one shall see the light of the angel of respect but when on look to the sky for once eyes will twinkle like the light in the night sky just to feel the touch of respect for the train for the land of respect.