The Star That Whisper Respect For It' S The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one look to the sky for one see a star that twinkle in the sky with touch of respect but for every rose thus there a heart that wish for the touch of respect but when one feel the night breeze that whisper in the air thus it's the angel of respect that whisper in the air for every whisper is the whisper of respect and yet the star that whisper respect for it's the angel of respect.



Every min that one wish for the touch of respect thus for every rose that is in full bloom been touch with respect and yet when the sun raise for the bird will sing for a heart that wish for respect but the more one wish the more the birds will touch the sky with respect and yet every star that touch the sky for there a heart that wish for respect and yet the star that whisper respect for it's the angel of respect.



For where there a star thus there a angel of respect for every rose been touch with respect just to feel the sun for it's the angel that touch the sun with respect to fill a heart that wish for the touch of respect but for who's eyes will be touch with the twinkle of respect thus for every twinkle is the twinkle of respect and yet the star that whisper respect for it's the angel of respect.



For every angel that touch a heart thus for one ho feel a warm smile that will warm once heart with respect but just to feel the warm smile for every warm smile is the smile of respect that will warm a heart with respect thus every rose that one see is the rose of the angel of respect the more a heart feel the touch of respect the stronger it will get and yet the star that whisper respect for it's the angel of respect.