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

For when the sun touch the sky for a bird will fill the air with respect but for every rose there a bird that will sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect yet just to see the angel of respect is like seeing a falling star that one will wish upon just to feel the touch of respect and yet thus for every bird that one see is the bird of the angel of respect.



But every moment that one feel a warm smile thus one feel the touch of respect that will touch once heart but for who's heart will be touch with respect for it's the one who wish for the touch every min that a star shine for it's the angel that fill the star with respect but just when the sun raise for a rose will bloom in full with respect just to touch a heart and yet thus for every bird that one see is the bird of the angel of respect.



To feel the respect is to be touch with respect for ever touch for there a warm smile that will warm a heart with respect time after time the bird that is the angel of respect will touch a heart with respect but when one feel a warm smile thus one feel the touch of the sun for where there a heart thus there a rose but fr every rose that bloom and yet thus for every bird that one see is the bird of the angel of respect.



When the night sky is clear thus there a star that twinkle with respect for every min that one see a star for once eyes will twinkle in the sky just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air but for every whisper is the whisper of the angel of respect and yet thus for every bird that one see is the bird of the angel of respect.