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

For when one see a stone for one wish for the touch of respect but when one look to the sky for what one see is the eyes of a angel thus the angel is the stone that one wish on for every wish the more stars will shine in the night but when the moon raise to touch the sky for it will fill the air with he light of life and yet the stone of respect is the angel of respect.



Some where there a stone that will touch a heart but when one see the stone for one see the angel of respect thus for every stone that one touch for a rose will bloom in full with the touch of respect that fill the air yet for every rose there a dove that touch the sky but when one feel the touch for one feel the touch of a rose that been touch with respect and yet the stone of respect is the angel of respect.



Just to be touch by the stone of respect is like being touch by a rose of the angel of respect but when one feel the morning sun thus one feel a warm smile that will fill a heart but for who's heart will be touch with respect just to feel the light of life is to feel the touch of the stone for where there a heart thus there a smile that will warm once heart that wish for respect and yet the stone of respect is the angel of respect.



The night one see a star for one see a stone that touch a heart that wish for respect the more the stone touch a heart the more the moon will shine just to feel the night breeze that whisper respect is the whisper in the air to touch a heart or every whisper of the stone the more the angel will touch a heart with respect and yet the stone of respect is the angel of respect.