When The Moon Raise Thus The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when the sun raise for every bird that one see shall touch the sky with the touch of respect thus every heart that wish for respect will be touch by a bird that is the angel of respect but just to feel the morning breeze that whisper respect in the air but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect that is in the air for every whisper of respect for a rose will bloom in full with the touch of respect and yet when the moon raise thus the angel of respect.


Some where there a heart that wish for the touch of respect but fr who's eyes will one see in the night sky but when the bird touch the sky for one will feel the light of life for every touch of respect for once heart will feel the warm smile that will touch a rose with respect just to feel the touch for every bird will sing for a heart that wish for respect and yet when the moon raise thus the angel of respect.




But every star is the child of the angel for who fill the hearts of every child of the angel with the touch of respect thus when one see the eyes of a child of the angel for who fill the air with the touch of respect to fill once heart but when one feel a warm smile thus it's the smile of respect yet it's night for one will see a star that twinkle in the night sky with respect and yet when the moon raise thus the angel of respect.



For where there a rose thus there a heart that is full of respect for who will feel the touch of respect is the one who wish for the touch of respect for every star that one see will shine in the night but when one see the moon for one will feel the light of respect that will touch once heart for every touch of the light of respect is the light of life and yet when the moon raise thus the angel of respect.