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

For where there a heart thus some where for a heart cry for the touch of respect but for every angel that will touch the heart that cry for the touch of respect but for every tear there a angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night just to look in the eyes of the angel thus one could see a sparkle of respect for when the sun raise for once heart will feel the warmth of the sun that been touch by the angel of respect and yet the tear of respect is the angel of respect.


Thus for every tear for there a rose shall bloom in full with the touch of respect for every rose is the rose of the angel that been fill with respect but when one see a star for one see the angel that will fill the air with the touch of respect just to feel the light of life is lie feeling the touch of a rose that been touch with respect and yet the tear of respect is the angel of respect.



Night after night for a tear fall for the touch of respect the more a tear fall thus the more stars one will see in the night for every star that one see is the angels of respect every moment that one who wish for the touch of respect is one who's heart been touch with respect but yet for time after time one feel the touch of the tear that fall for respect yet some where there a angel that will fill a heart for respect and yet the tear of respect is the angel of respect.



When it's night thus the moon shall shine in the night sky with the touch of respect for every sun raise thus the sun shall warm a heart with respect but when the new moon raise for one will feel the light of life just to be touch by a rose is like being by the angel of respect but some where there a heart that cry for the touch of respect and yet the tear of respect is the angel of respect.