The Tears Of Happiness Is The Tears Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When a heart that been touch with respect thus some where there a heart that cry for the touch of respect but for every tear that fall is the tears of respect and yet the more ma tear fall the more a rose shall bloom with the touch of respect just to feel the tear of respect is like being touch by the angel for who fill the air with respect yet the tears of happiness is the tears of respect.



Night after night for every star that touch the sky shall touch the heart that cry for the touch of respect yet every moment that a star touch a heart for a bird will sing of respect just to touch a heart with respect but when one walk under the stars for one will see the eyes of the angel that will fill a heart with respect for the sky is the home of the angel of respect and yet for the tears of happiness is the tears of respect.



For one who feel the night breeze that whisper threw the trees for every whisper is the whisper of respect but it's the angel that whisper respect just to fill the air so that a heart may feel the touch of respect thus for every heart that cry for ma heart shall dream of the angel of respect a open window is like knocking on the angel door for the touch of respect for the tears of happiness is the tears of respect.



Oh what a charming night for the stars shall sparkle in the night but yet for every sparkle is the family that fill the air with respect just to be the part of the angel family is like seeing the rose of happiness for every rose is the rose of the angel but when the sun raise for one shall feel a warm smile that touch a heart with respect the tears of happiness is the tears of respect.