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

When one has warm smile thus once heart is fill with respect that was touch the angels of the night sky but some where there a heart that wish to feel the touch of respect just to see the warm smile is like seeing the morning sun and yet for every heart there a angel of respect.


The more the blue moon fill the air yet one look to the sky thus one see the twinkle in the night sky just to feel the touch of respect for one will feel the touch of a angel where one stand for one wish to feel the touch of respect for who's heart will feel the touch of respect but for every heart there a angel of respect.


Thus the more one wish the more the blue moon will touch once heart with respect but yet when one look in the eyes for one see the angel of respect and yet every min that the blue moon a touch heart the more one feel the warm smile and yet for every heart there a angel of respect.


For every warm smile thus there a rose that will feel the touch of the angel respect but when one see the family of angels for one will see the sparkle in the nigh sky where there a angel for one shall feel the touch of respect and yet for every heart here a angel of respect.