Where There A Little Angel Thus One See The Eyes Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one who wish for the touch of respect for one will feel the touch of a rose that is in full bloom that been touch with respect thus for every touch of respect for the a twinkle in the sky that is the twinkle of respect to touch a heart that wish for respect just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air thus for it's the angel of respect and yet where there a little angel thus one see the eyes of respect.



Every min that one see the eyes of respect for it's the angel for who's heart is full of respect just to fill a heart with the touch of respect but when one feel a warm smile that will warm a heart that wish for respect but for who will feel the touch of respect that whisper in the air and yet where there a little angel thus one see the eyes of respect.



For every little angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night is the child of the angel with eyes that sparkle in the sky with respect for who's heart is fill with respect but just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by a rose for every rose that one see is the rose of the angel and yet where there a little angel thus one see the eyes of respect.



Nigh after or one see the eyes of respect but for what one see is the light of life that touch once heart with respect but for who's eyes will twinkle in the sky for it's the angel that one will feel the touch of respect but for every touch of he little angel for one will feel a warm smile that fill the sun that touch the blue sky with respect and yet where there a little angel thus one see the eyes of respect.