Thus For Every Bird That One See Is The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

What a beautiful day for one to feel the sun that been touch with respect but for every min that one feel the sun the more a rose will bloom in full for it been touch with respect but just to see a rose in full bloom is like being touch by the star with a twinkle in the sky forever star that one see is the star of the angel of respect and yet thus for every bird that one see is the angel of respect.



Thus when it's night for one will see a star that will shine but when the moon raise for it will touch the sky but one feel the light of life that touch once heart some where there a angel with eyes that sparkle in the night the more one feel the light of life the more one feel the light of respect and yet thus for every bird that one see is the angel of respect.



For when one look to the blue sky thus one will see a bird that will fill the sky with respect but for every bird that one see is the bird of the angel for who will touch once heart with respect but just to feel the light of respect is like being touch by the angel of respect for who is the light of respect and yet thus for every bird that one see is the angel of respect.


The day that one felt the touch of respect is when one saw a bird that touch the sky with respect but for every rose that been touch will touch once heart with respect but when it's night for every star that shine will twinkle in once eyes with respect but for every bird will sing for a heart that wish for respect and yet thus for every bird that one see is the angel of respect.