Every Rain Bow There Where One Will Feel The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Where there a rain bow thus there a open door to the angel that will touch once heart with respect for the rain bow is the house of the angel of the night just to look in the eyes of the angel for one shall see the twinkle in the angel eyes thus the eyes one see is the eyes of respect for every rain bow there where one will feel the touch of respect.


The more one wish for the touch of respect the more the door will open but just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by the rain bow of respect and yet every wish shall open the door of respect and yet for one feel a warm smile that touch once heart
yet every rain bow there where one will feel the touch of respect.


Thus every bird that one see is the bird of the angel with a smile like the morning sun that touch the blue sky with the touch of respect where there a smile thus there a warm smile for every touch of respect thus for every rain bow there where one will feel the touch of respect.


When the morning sun raise for one will feel the touch of respect from the sun that been fill by the angel of respect where there a heart that wish for respect for the angel will fill once heart with the touch of respect but when one feel the touch of respect for there a twinkle in once eyes but yet every rain bow there where one will feel the touch of respect.