To Travel Threw Time Is Like Traveling With The Angel Of Respect Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one travel for what one see is the see of the angels that travel with one but the more one see the eyes the more one wish for he touch of respect just to feel a smile in the air for one wish for the touch of respect but yet when one travel for one travel with the angel of respect and yet to travel threw time is like traveling with the angel of respect.



Where one travel for every star travel with respect but when one see a twinkle thus the sun shall raise with respect for it's the angels family that travel with one just to fill once heart for respect is special to the family of the angel but for every travel time for the stars is there but yet to travel threw time is like traveling with the angel of respect.



Every moment that one travel threw time the more one will feel the touch of respect and yet one will see more stars in the night sky but some where the angel of respect travel threw time with one for who wish for the touch of respect night after night for there the moon light of life but when one see the eyes of the angel for one wish for the touch of respect and yet to travel threw time is like traveling with the angel of respect.



For when the sun raise for one feel a warm smile thus it's the sun the that been fill with respect yet every min that one feel the sun the more one will feel the warm smile of the angel for where there a rose for one shall feel the touch of a rose that been fill with respect and yet to travel threw time is like traveling with the angel of respect.