The Family That Fill The Air Is The Angels Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one feel the breeze that whisper in the air is the family that will shine in the sky with respect but for every star that shine will touch a heart with the touch of respect just to feel the touch of respect is like feeling a warm smile that will warm once heart with respect and yet the family that fill the air is the angels of respect.



Where there a heart for one will feel the touch of respect but for every angel that one see will shine for the touch of once heart but for who's eyes will sparkle in the sky just to feel the warm smile thus it's the sun that the angel touch with respect for every touch of respect for once eyes will sparkle and yet the family that fill the air is the angels of respect.



When one feel the touch of respect thus every rose that one see will bloom in full with the touch of respect the more one feel the touch of respect the more one will see the angels of the night but yet when the moon raise for it will shine in the sky where there a heart for a angel will touch a heart that wish for respect and yet the family that fill the air is the angels of respect.


For every moment that one look to the sky thus there a star with a twinkle of respect that will touch a heart with respect but to the family for who's hear is full of respect is the family that fill the air with the touch of respect thus the more one wish for the touch of respect the stronger respect will get and yet the family that fill the air is the angels of respect.