When The Wind Whisper For It's The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when it's night thus the wind will whisper respect in the air but when one see a star for it's the angel of respect that whisper respect for every star that touch the sky is the star that will touch a heart with respect yet to the family that touch the sky for one shall feel the touch of the angel for who's heart ill be touch respect and yet when the wind whisper for it's the angel of respect.



But when one look to the sky thus one wish for the touch of respect night after night for every star that one see for one will look in the eyes of angel for who's heart will be touch with respect but just to see a bird that will touch the sky for where there a rose thus the angel of respect will touch a heart and yet when the wind whisper and yet when the wind whisper for it's the angel of respect.


Every min that one feel the night breeze that whisper in the air for who will touch a heart with respect thus the more one feel the touch of respect for every touch of respect the more stars that will twinkle in the sky but just to feel the night breeze whisper respect for a heart been touch with respect and yet when the wind whisper for it's the angel of respect.



Thus some where there a heart that wish for the touch of respect but for every moment that one wish for respect thus for every star for there a rose that is the rose of the angel of respect just when the heart wish for respect




thus every moment that one see a star thus one will feel the touch of the sun that touch the sky with respect when the sun shine for every in that a star twinkle for the sun shall warm a heart with respect yet when the sun touch a heart for the sun shall feel the touch of the light of life just for one the feel the light of life and yet when the wind whisper for it's the angel of respect.