The House Of The Angel Is The House Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

The House Of The Angel Is The House Of Respect.



For when the morning sun raise thus every rose that one see shall bloom in full with the touch of respect just to see the sun is like seeing the angel for who's eyes is like the diamond in the night but for every touch of respect shall fill the morning air with respect but the house of the angel is the house of respect.


Where there a heart thus there a star that twinkle in the night sky to feel the touch of respect is like feeling the touch of a rose that been fill with respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect yet the house of the angel is the house of respect.


Where there happiness for one will feel the warm smile and yet for every bird that one see shall sing to fill the air with the touch of respect for he family respect mean a lot to the house of respect thus for every warm smile for the sun shall fill the blue sky with respect and yet the house of he angel is the house of respect.


Every song that one hear is the morning breeze that whisper the name respect but respect is like being in love but love is special to the heart that wish for respect and yet every min that one feel the sun the stronger it get the house of the angel is the house of respect.

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Good morning to all of you people how is your day going for all the good people who come to get a good cup of fresh cup of coffee before they have to go to work then they will feel a warm smile that says welcome to Star bucks.
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