For Every Cloud Thus There Is Respect In A Heart. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When it's night for the moon will raise to touch the sky with the light of life thus the more a heart feel the touch of respect the
more the stars with the twinkle in the sky for it's the house of the angel of respect but yet for every cloud thus there is respect in a heart.


For every moment that the moon touch the sky the more the stars shall shine with respect but for one who look to the sky thus one will wish for the touch of respect where there the sun for one shall see a bird that will touch the sky but for every bird that one see will sing a sweet song of respect oh what a beautiful day for a rose touch a heart with respect and yet for every cloud thus there is respect in a heart.


Thus where there a heart for there happiness the more one feel happiness thus the angel with eyes that sparkle in the sky for it's the angel of respect that touch once heart oh beautiful sun for where is the angel that will touch a heart with respect just to feel the light of the moon for one will see the eyes of the angel for who live in the house in the sky but to the family respect mean a lot to the family that fill the air with respect and yet one will feel a warm smile that will touch a heart for every cloud thus there is respect in a heart.


To look to the sky is like wishing for the touch of respect but yet for every wish there the angel for who's heart is full of respect just to touch a heart that wish for respect yet one look in the eyes of the angel for who's smile is like the morning sun night after night when one sleep for a heart wish for the touch of respect but jus to feel the touch of respect is like feeling the touch of a rose that bloom in full with respect and yet every bird will sing just to fill a heart thus for every cloud thus there is respect in a heart.


For when a bird touch the sky thus the sky shall fill a heart with respect for every min that one feel touch of respect for a heart shall bloom like a rose that been touch of respect yet another night for the moon to touch the sky but when the moon raise for every star that one see is the family of the family of the angel of respect another night for another wish for the touch of respect but for every cloud thus there a respect in a heart.