For Every Touch Thus The Angel Of Respect Touch A Heart. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For every min that one wish for the touch of respect for every touch is the touch of the angel of respect when it's night thus for one will feel the night breeze that whisper respect in the air just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by the star with a twinkle in the sky and yet for every touch thus the angel of respect touch a heart.



Where there a rose for one will see the moon that will raise to touch a heart with respect but for every bird that one see shall sing for a heart that wish for respect but yet for one who look to the sky thus one will see the eyes of the angel of respect but where the star that twinkle in the sky for the star with the twinkle is the angel of respect for who will touch once heart with respect and yet for every touch thus the angel of respect touch a heart.



Thus for every touch of the angel with respect the more the sun shall warm once heart with respect but when the moon raise thus one will feel the light of life but where there the light of life for there a rose that is in full bloom that been touch with respect night after night for one who look to the sky shall see the eyes of the angel who will touch a heart for the touch of respect and yet for every touch thus the angel of respect touch a heart.



Some where the angel of respect is filling a heart with respect but when one feel the touch of a rose for it's like being touch by the sun tat will touch a heart with respect but yet for every min that the sun shine thus a rose shall touch a heart with respect the more one feel a warm smile thus it's the sun that one feel and yet for touch thus the angel of respect touch a heart.