The Night The Angel Of Respect Fill A Heart. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

The day for one who feel the sun wish for the touch of respect but the more one wish the more one see a bird that will touch the morning blue sky with the touch of respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect just to look to the sky thus every star that one see shall sparkle in the night and yet the night the angel of respect fill a heart.



For every moment that one feel the light of life the stronger respect will get when it touch a heart but yet when one feel the touch of the sun is like being touch by a rose for every rose that one see been touch with respect thus the rose that been touch will fill a heart that wish for respect just to see the light in the angel eyes for it says the light of life is the light of respect and yet the night the angel of respect fill a heart.



When the moon raise to touch the night sky for the stars shall shine in the night with the touch of respect but to the family for who fill the air with respect but every blue sky thus one will see a bird that will touch the blue sky with respect but yet when there a rose for the rose is the rose of the angel for who's heart is full of respect and yet the night the angel of respect fill a heart.



For one who wish for the touch of respect thus one will see the angel of the night for the angel is family to the once who touch the moon with respect yet for every touch of respect the more a see shall touch a heart that wish for the touch of respect and yet when there a warm smile for one been touch with respect by the angel that fill once heart with respect and yet the night the angel of respect fill a heart.