For The Star That Is The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when it's night thus for every star that one see is the angel of respect for who will touch a heart with respect but when one feel the night breeze that whisper in the air but yet for one will see the raising of the moon that will touch the sky with respect but just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air and yet for the star is the angel of respect.



Thus for every min that one wish for the touch of respect but the more one will feel the light of life for the light of life mean a lot to the family of the angel of respect thus for every rose that one see been touch with respect yet for who heart yet when it's day for one will every moment that the moon shine in sky thus for every rose that one see shall bloom in full with the touch of respect but to the family respect is special for one who wish for the touch of respect but when one wish for the touch of respect and yet for the star that is the angel of respect.




The more one wish thus for one will feel the touch of arose that been touch with respect for every touch of the rose that will touch a heart but for one will feel a warm smile for every warm smile is the smile of respect but when the sun raise for there a heart that wish for the touch of respect but when one see a bird that will touch the sky and yet for the star that is the angel of respect.



Thus for every rose that one see is the rose of the angel of respect but when one see a bird that will touch the morning blue sky but one bird will sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect for one who wish for respect shall feel a warm smile that will warm once heart with the touch of respect where there a heart for there a rose that is in full bloom with respect and yet for the star that is the angel of respect.