Thus For Every Warm Smile For It's The Angel Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when it's night thus every star that touch the sky is the eyes of the angel of respect but when one wish for the touch of respect for there the angel of respect for who's heart is fill with respect to touch a hart that wish for respect but just t feel the night breeze that whisper in the air is like being touch by the light of life and yet thus for every warm smile for it's the angel.



Thus for every rose that one see for once heart wish for the touch of respect but yet when the sun shine for one will see a bird that will sing for a heat that wish for the touch of respect the more the bird sing thus the more a rose will bloom in full with the touch of respect and yet for every touch of respect the more a heart will feel the touch of the sun and yet thus for every warm smile for it's the angel.



Night after night yet for every min that a heart wish for respect for there a warm smile that will warm a heart with respect but when one look to the sky for one will see a star that will twinkle in the eyes one the one who wish for the touch of respect the more one feel the touch of the sun the more one will feel a warm smile and yet thus for every warm smile for it's the angel.



Where there a heart for there rose that been touch with respect but for every rose that been touch for it will touch the heart that wish for the touch of respect thus when the sun raise to touch the sky for there a warm smile for every warm is the smile of respect but for when one fee the touch of the sun for it's the angel that touch a heart with a warm smile that will warm once heart respect and yet for every warm mile or it's the angel.