Every Touch Of The Sky Is The Touch Of The Angel. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Some where a heart wish for the touch of respect but one look to the sky for the angel with eyes that sparkle in the night with the touch of respect just to walk under the stars that fill the air with respect thus the sun will raise with a warm smile that will touch a heart but for every touch of a warm smile thus a bird shall sing a sweet song of respect and yet when one look in the eyes of the family for once eyes will twinkle in the sky with the touch of respect but every touch of the sky is the touch of the angel.


Thus where there a lily for one shall feel the touch of a rose that been touch with respect for it's the angel of the sky for who's house is the sky of respect but for every star that fill the air is the family of the angel for who's heart is fill with respect to touch a heart with respect thus the more the angel touch a heart the more the sun shall warm a heart with a warm smile just to feel the touch of a rose is like being touch by the angel of respect and yet every touch of the sky is the touch of the angel.


Some where in the night for a heart wish for the touch of respect but when the sun raise thus the sun shall warm the heart that wish for respect the more the sun warm a heart the more one will feel a warm smile thus it's the angel that will warm a heart with the smile of respect yet every moment that one wish for one will see a falling star to wish on thus the that one see for it's the angel that one will wish on for the touch of respect where oh where is the angel of respect thus the angel is in the heart that wish for respect yet every touch of the sky is the touch of the angel.


Some where a star that twinkle will twinkle in the eyes that wish for the touch of respect but just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch with the light of life thus for the light of life is the light of respect thus the light of life mean a lot to the family that touch a rose with respect but for every heart is like a rose that been touch by the angel of respect and yet every touch of the sky is the touch of the angel.


Night after night for a heart sit under the moon light that will touch a heart with the light of respect oh how sweet it feel just to be touch with respect the more a heart feel the touch of respect the more a heart beat the sound of respect every time that a heart been touch the more one feel a warm smile that warm a heart with the touch of respect another night for a heart to wish for the angel that will fill a heart with the touch of respect but when one wish for one wish the a sparkle in the sky for every touch of the sky is the touch of the angel.