For Every Star That Touch A Heart Is The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When it's night thus for one will see a star that twinkle in the sky but for every min that the moon raise for one will feel the light of life but for who's heart will feel the touch of the light of life just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air and yet for every star that touch a heart is the angel of respect.



For when the sun raise thus for every rose shall bloom in full with the touch of respect for every rose that bloom for there a heart that wish for the touch of respect just to look to the sky for one see a bird that will touch the sky with respect but when the moonshine for once eyes will twinkle in the night and yet for every star that touch a heart is the angel of respect.



Thus every moment that one wish for respect the more the bird will sing for a heart that wish to feel the touch of respect for every bird that one see is the bird of the angel of respect to touch a heart with respect but for where there a rose for every rose will fill the air and yet for every star that touch a heart is the angel of respect.



Some where there a heart that wish to feel the touch of respect just to feel the respect some where there a star with eyes that sparkle in the sky with the touch of respect every min that one look to the sky for one shall feel the light of life that is the light of respect and yet for every star that touch a heart is the angel of respect.