Sing To The Angel Is Like Being Touch With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Sing To The Angel Is Like Being Touch With Respect.



Thus when the bird sing for a heart will sing to the angel for the touch of respect but every star that one see shall twinkle in the eyes that wish for the touch of respect for where there a bird thus there a heart that will sing just to feel the touch of respect and yet the more one sing the more the birds will touch the morning sky and yet sing to the angel is like being touch with respect.


For every sweet sound is the song of a heart singing for the touch of respect but when the heart sing thus it sing under the stars that twinkle in the sky sweet lovely night for one sing for he touch of respect some where there the door to the angel house that is open to fill a heart and yet the family will fill the sky with the touch of respect but just sing to the angel is like being touch with respect.


Some where in the night for there a star that will twinkle the touch of respect for when a heart feel the touch of a star for it's the family that touch a heart with respect thus what do respect mean to a heart that wish for respect for every wish for respect the more once eyes will twinkle in the sky but just to look to the sky for there a bird for the bird is the angel of respect and yet sing to a angel is like being touch with respect.


Another night for another star the more the family is out the more the moon will touch a heart with the touch of respect but to the family respect mean a lot to a heart that wish for respect but where is the angel that will fill a heart for every heart that been touch with respect shall bloom like a rose sing to the angel is like being touch with respect.


Time after time for one shall see a falling star just to wish on for the touch of respect day after day a heart sit lone for every moment that a heart sit a lone the more a heart wish for the touch of respect but yet when a bird sing thus the bird sing for a warm smile that will touch a heart with respect but yet for every time a bird sing for a heart sing for the touch of respect so sing to the angel is like being touch with respect.

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Another day another night and yet for every min that a star twinkle for the angel with eyes that sparkle in the sky shall fill a heart that wish for the touch of respect but when the moon raise thus a heart will feel the light of life thus where there light for there respect.
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