The Stars Of Respect Is The Family Of The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the sun raise for there a bird that will touch the sky with respect for some where there is a heart that wish for respect but for every star that shine in the sky is the eyes of the angel for who will touch a heart with respect just to wish for the touch of respect for one will look to the sky and yet the stars of respect is the family of the angel of respect.



Every moment that the moon shine for thus one feel the night breeze that whisper in the air for every min that one wish for a heart with respect for some where a heart with a warm smile shall touch a heart wish to feel the touch of respect thus for when the sun raise for one will the light of respect the heart that wish for the touch of respect more one wish for the angel of respect to touch the heart that wish for respect and yet the stars of respect is the family of the angel of respect.



A happy heart is the heart that wish for the ouch of respect but for one who's heart been touch with respect shall bloom like a rose that been touch with respect every moment that a heart wish for respect the more one will feel a warm smile that will warm the heart with eyes like the diamond and yet every diamond is the diamond of the angel of respect but just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air and yet the stars of respect is the family of the angel of respect.




Time after time for one who wish for the touch of respect is one who wish to feel the touch of respect thus the more one who wish for the touch of respect shall feel the touch of the light of life that is the light of respect but for one who wish shall feel the touch of the angel of respect where every heart that feel respect for every rose that one see is in full bloom with the touch of respect and yet the stars of respect is the family of the angel of respect.