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

For Every Touch Of Respect Is The Touch Of The Angel.



When one wish to feel the touch of the family of angel is like feeling the touch of a rose that been fill with respect and yet every bird that fly the blue sky just to feel the sun is like feeling the warm smile thus some where there a heart that wish to feel the touch of respect but the house of the angel is the house of respect.


The more one feel the sun but yet one feel the breeze that whisper respect the more the breeze whisper the more the birds will fill the blue sky with the touch of respect and yet for when there a warm smile thus once eyes will twinkle in the night and yet the house of the angel is the house of respect.


The house of the sun is the house of the blue sky but yet for every min that the sun shine the more one wish to feel the touch of respect but for who's heart will be fill with respect just to look into the eyes of one is like seeing the light of life but the house of the angel is the house of respect.


The hose of the angel is the house of the family of Star bucks thus its Star bucks that have a lot of respect but respect mean a lot to the family of Star bucks every touch of respect for one will see the sparkle in the night sky thus red sky for the eyes of respect but he house of the angel is the house of respect.

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Well good morning good people how is your day going for the people who come here to get a good cup of fresh coffee before they have to go to work when they feel the warm smile that says welcome to Star bucks.
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