A Special Angel With The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For one who feel the sun for one feel the touch of a rose yet for where there a special angel for it's the angel that one feel every moment that one feel the touch of a special angel for who's heart is fill with respect but for who will feel the touch and yet a special angel with the touch of respect.



Every moment that one wish for the touch of respect but for who will feel the touch of the sun and yet every min that the sun shine for it will warm once heart with the touch of respect just to feel a warm smile is like being touch by a rose that is fill with respect but for every bird that one see shall sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect and yet a special angel with the touch of respect.


When one to look to the sky for what one see is the eyes of a special angel for who will fill a heart with the touch of respect just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the night thus every whisper that one feel is the whisper of respect where there a warm smile for one shall see the eyes of the special angel with the touch of respect and yet a special angel with the touch of respect.



For every hart that wish for the touch of respect for one will feel the touch of the star that twinkle in the night but where there a rose thus for every rose that one see is the rose of the special angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night sky with the touch of respect and yet a special angel with the touch of respect.