For Every Angel There Is A Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For every min that one look to the sky for one wish for the touch of respect and yet for what one see is the moon light of the moon but the light one see is the light of life thus the angel fill the moon with respect but just to see the moon thus one wish for the touch of respect the more one wish the stronger it get and yet for every angel there is a touch of respect.


For who will feel the touch of respect thus there a heart that wish for the touch of respect just to look to the sky for once eyes will sparkle with the touch of respect every rose that one see been touch by the ANGEL with respect to the family respect man a lot to the family and yet for every angel there is a touch of respect.



Just to feel the night breeze that whisper threw the tree in the night and yet one see the moon that will fill once heart with the light of life just to feel the breeze is like feeling the touch of a rose that is in full bloom thus every rose that one see is the rose of the angel with respect but yet for every angel there is a touch of respect.



To feel he touch of respect for one wish for the touch of respect thus one see a falling star that is full of respect but who will be touch by the angel with the touch of respect thus where there a warm smile for it's the sun that one feel the more one feel the touch of respect yet the more a rose shall touch one heart with respect and yet for every angel there is a touch of respect.