The Night One Was Touch By The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when the sun is up thus there a warm smile but when the birds sing for one will feel the touch of the birds singing to once heart for every heart that been touch with respect thus a rose shall bloom in full with respect.


To see one by the candle light for one look like a angel for who's heart is full of respect and yet every moment that a rose bloom for the rose is the family of Star bucks that is full of respect just to the warm smile is like being touch by the angel of respect.


Tonight tonight for the family will touch a heart with respect where there a sparkle in once eyes thus the sparkle is the light of respect the more he family touch once heart the more the sparkle will shine in the night sky.


Here in the night there a star that wait for heart to fill with respect some where there a angel of respect thus every night for one see the moon light of the angel of respect to fill once heart with respect that fill the night air.