To Hold A Baby Is To Hold The Angel Of Respect Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For every min that one hold a baby thus one wish for the touch of respect but just to look in the eyes of a baby is like looking in the eyes of the angel with eyes that sparkle in the night but just to feel the touch of the baby is like feeling the touch of the angel for who will touch once heart with respect and yet to hold a baby is to hold the angel of respect.



Some where there a angel that will shine in the night but for every star that one see shall shine the touch of respect but for who's eyes will be touch with the twinkle in the eyes of the baby angel that will touch a heart but when the sun raise for it will warm a heart that wish for the touch of respect and yet to hold a baby is to hold the angel of respect.




Just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by the baby angel for who's heart is full of respect thus every moment that one hold a baby thus one hold the angel for who is the angel of respect but when one feel the sun thus one feel a warm smile that will touch a heart that wish for respect and yet to hold a baby is to hold the angel of respect.




Thus every moment that one feel the touch of respect for it's the baby that touch once heart with the touch of respect for every touch for there a bird that will touch the morning blue sky just to look to the sky for what one see is the eyes of the angel that fill the night air with the touch of respect and yet to hold a baby is to hold the angel of respect.