Thus For Every Sparkle Is The Sparkle Of The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

What a lovely night just to see the stars but yet one wish to feel the touch of respect and yet just to look to he sky for one see a star just to look to the sky thus one see that has a twinkle and yet for every star that one see shall sparkle in the night and yet thus for every sparkle is the sparkle of the angel of respect.


For one who feel the touch of respect is feeling the touch of the angel for who's heart is fill with respect but to the family the sparkle is the touch of respect that will fill once heart and yet for every star shall twinkle in once eyes but thus for every touch for one feel the family of Star bucks that have a warm smile.


Where there a warm smile thus the sun shall shine with the respect that fill the air but for there a star that will fill once heart but the more one see a star the more once eyes will sparkle like the stars in the night yet thus for every sparkle is the sparkle of the angel of respect.


Thus for every sparkle that one feel is the sparkle of the angel for who fill the night air when one wish to feel the touch of respect for what one feel is the sparkle of respect when there a moon light thus the light of life been fill with respect just to be touch with respect is like being touch by the angel thus for every sparkle is the sparkle of the angel of respect.