The Touch Of A Rose Is The Touch Of The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one wish for the touch of respect for one will see a rose that been touch with respect to touch a heart with respect but for every rose that one see will feel the ouch of a warm smile that will warm once heart but it's the bird that one see for who is the angel of respect and yet he touch of a rose is the ouch of the angel of respect.



Every moment that a star twinkle for the moon will touch a heart with respect but just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch the a rose that is in full bloom with respect but when one feel the sun for what one feel is the warm smile of the angel of respect that will fill once heart with the touch of respect and yet the touch of a rose is the touch of the angel of respect.



Where there happiness for there a heart that wish for the touch of respect that will fill once heart with a warm smile of the angel of respect but to the family respect mean a lot to the family that touch the sky with respect just for every min that the stars shine shall fill the air and yet the touch of a rose is the touch of the angel of respect.



Day by day for the sun will touch every rose that is in full bloom but when the sun touch a rose a rose will touch a heart that wish for respect the more one wish for respect the more the light of life will touch the sky with respect but yet when there a warm smile thus it's the sun that one feel with respect and yet the touch of a rose is the touch of the angel of respect.