For when one to look sky thus for what one see is the house of respect for every touch of the angels respect the more one feel the touch of respect but when the sun shine thus every rose that one see shall bloom in full with the touch of respect for who's house will be touch with respect but yet the house of respect is the house of the angels.
Every house that the angels fill with respect thus for who live there been touch with respect and yet when the sun raise for one will feel the warm smile that shine like the morning sun that touch he blue sky just to feel the morning breeze that whisper thus the house of respect is the house of the angels.
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Beautiful poem regarding respect and the house of angels, a serene and spiritual feeling comes through this poem of yours. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn