To Feel The Touch Of Respect For One Feel The Angel. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Thus for when it's night for one will see the moon that been touch with respect but when the moon shine for one will feel the light of life that is the light of respect but for who's eyes will sparkle in the sky for every min that one see the more the more stars one will see with a twinkle and yet to feel the touch of respect for one feel the angel.



For one who look to the sky thus one will feel the light of respect but when one see a star for it's the angel for who's heart is fill with respect to touch a heart that wish for respect but every moment that one feel the touch of respect thus one will feel a warm smile that will warm once heart with respect and yet to feel the touch of respect for one feel the angel.



Where there a star thus one look in the eyes of the angel of respect that will touch a heart for every heart that wish for the touch of respect yet every touch of respect for one shall feel the light of respect thus when the sun raise for one will feel the touch of the sun that been touch with respect to touch a heart that wish for respect and yet to feel the touch of respect for one feel the angel.



For every min that the sun shine for a rose shall bloom in full with respect but for every rose is the rose of the angel of respect just to look to the sky for one see the eyes of the angel for who's eyes sparkle in the sky but when one feel the sun thus one be touch with respect and yet ever min the sun touch a heart for there a warm smile and yet to feel the touch of respect for one feel the angel.