For Every Cloud Is The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Thus when it's a clear night for one will see a cloud and yet for every star that one see shall touch the sky with respect but when the moon raise for a heart will feel the light of life just to look to the cloud thus one see the eyes of the angel that fill the air the more the angel fill the air the more one feel the touch of respect thus for every cloud is the angel of respect.



But when the sun touch the blue sky for the birds shall sing a song of respect that will touch a heart that wish for the touch of respect for every min that one see a bird for a rose shall bloom with respect and yet for every rose that one see been touch with respect just to fill a heart that wish for the touch of respect night after night for one look to the cloud for the touch of respect yet for every cloud is the angel of respect.



What a lovely night for the stars to touch the sky and yet every moment that one look to the sky for one will feel the night breeze that whisper the sound of respect yet when the moon touch a heart for one feel a warm smile but for every star there the eyes of the angel of respect just to touch a heart with respect but where there a happy heart thus it's been touch with respect by the angel of respect yet for every cloud is the angel of respect.



Oh sweet star for where is the angel of respect thus there a heart that wish for the touch of the angel hand of respect just to see the light of the moon is like feeling the touch of a rose that been touch with respect a warm smile is the smile of the sun that been fill with respect to touch a heart some where in the night but when a heart that been touch for respect shall fill the air to fill a heart but for ever bird that touch the sky shall sing a sweet song of respect for the heart yet for every cloud is the angel of respect.



Just to feel the sun is like feeling the respect in the air but for every min that a heart feel the touch of respect for it's the angel that one feel that fill a heart every touch of a rose thus one feel a warm smile for it's the sun that shall warm a heart time after time for one wish just to feel the touch of respect by the angel of respect thus for the eyes that one see is the eyes of the angel but when one see a bird for the bird is the angel of respect for every cloud is the angel of respect.