Raymond Sawyer


A Time To Dance Is The Time For The Touch Of Respect. - Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When it's a lovely night for one wish to dance under the moon light but yet when one wish to dance for one dance with the angel with eyes that sparkle in the night for every sparkle is the sparkle of respect but for one feel the touch of respect in the angel smile when the angel smile thus the angel smile shall shine in the night but yet for who shall feel the touch of the angel smile that shine in the night and yet a time to dance is the time for the touch of respect.


Some where in the night for there a heart that wish for the touch of respect but yet every time one wish for the touch of respect thus one feel the touch of a star night after night a star shall twinkle in once eyes for every twinkle that touch once eyes for one is feeling the touch of respect just to feel the twinkle is lie feeling the touch of a rose a time to dance is the time for the touch of respect.


Thus where there a star for one wish to dance under the stars of respect but when one feel the touch of a star for one feel the touch of the angel that fill the night sky with the touch of respect for once heart to feel thus every touch of the angel hand for once eyes shall sparkle in the night yet the more one dance the stronger the respect will get but just when one look to the night sky for one see the moon and yet a time to dance is the time for the touch of respect.



Some where in once heart there the angel of respect for it's the angel that one see in once eyes for every min the the twinkle shine for the moon shall raise with the light of life thus to the family life is special for one who wish for the touch of respect just to feel the respect is like feeling the light of life that fill once heart the more one feel the light thus the more the light shall shine with the touch of respect and yet a time to dance is the time for the touch of respect.

Topic(s) of this poem: than-bauk

Form: Ballad


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Well good morning to all the people that come here just for a good cup of fresh cup of coffee just before they have to be at work but when they feel a warm smile that says welcome to Star bucks.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 12, 2015



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