Where There A Rose For There A Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For every min that one wish to feel the touch of respect but where there a rose for one shall be touch by the rose of the angel thus every touch of a rose is like the touch of the morning sun that been touch with respect to the angel respect mean a lot for it's the angel that will touch a heart that wish for the touch of respect and yet where there a rose for there a angel of respect.


Every night that one see a star for one see the eyes of the angel for who been filling the rose with respect but every rose that one touch shall fill once heart but yet the more one see the eyes of the angel the more one feel the touch of respect and yet where there a rose for there a angel of respect.


Some where for one will feel the touch of the angel touch for the respect thus every touch of respect the more once eyes will twinkle in the like a diamond on once finger but just to feel the touch for once smile shall shine and yet for every moment that one wish the stronger respect get but yet where there a rose for there a angel of respect.


Where there a star for one will feel the touch of the moon that will raise to touch the night sky and yet when the sun set thus the stars will sparkle in the night sky every touch of once heart thus the sun shall warm once heart but where there a rose for there a angel of respect.