Every Walk With Respect Is A Walk With The Angel. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one walk in the night for one feel the touch of respect but when one feel it it's the angel that touch one with the sparkle in the night for every min that one feel the touch thus one will see a star with a twinkle but every walk with respect is a walk with the angel but when one feel the touch of the moon light for the light of the moon is the light of life and yet every walk with respect is a walk with the angel.


The more one walk with the angel of respect the stronger it will get an or every min that one see a star thus it' the star of the angel that fill once heart with the touch of respect thus for every star that one see shall feel the smile of the angel for who's heart is fill with respect just to feel the touch is like being touch by a rose and yet every walk with respect is a walk with the angel.



Every moment that one wish for the touch of respect he more a rose shall bloom in full with the touch of respect but or who's heart will feel the touch of respect for where there a warm smile thus the sun shall shine like the morning sun that touch the blue sky just to look to the sky he more stars that one will see for every star will touch once heart and yet every walk with respect is a walk with the angel.



Every walk with respect is like being by a bird that been touch with the touch of respect but when the sun raise for one feel the warm smile that will touch once heart but for who will feel the touch of respect just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air thus for every touch for there a sparkle in the night sky where there a heart that wish for the touch of respect and yet every walk with respect is a walk with the angel.