The Angel Child Of Respect. - Poem by Raymond Sawyer
When one see a star thus for what one see is the child of the angel for who shall fill once heart with respect and yet every star that one see for one will feel a warm smile of respect but for who is the child of the angel yet the child of the angel is the child of respect but the angel child of respect.
Where there the blue moon thus when one see the blue moon is the angel that fill the air with respect for every touch of respect thus the stars shall sparkle in the night but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect but when the sun raise for one will feel the warmth of the sun yet the angel child of respect.
Every touch of the child for one will feel the warm smile that will fill the night air with respect and yet to look to the sky there a sparkle in the child eyes just to see the angel child is like seeing the morning sun that touch the blue sky and yet the angel child of respect.
The angel child of respect is like a special rose that been touch with respect but when one feel the blue moon for it shine the light of life just to feel the light of life is like being with the angel child with respect thus respect mean a lot to the family thus the angel child of respect.
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