Raymond Sawyer


For When It's Night Thus One Will Feel The Touch Of Respect. - Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Thus when one feel a warm smile thus it's the sun that will touch a heart with respect but to the family that touch the sun with respect for it will warm a heart that wish for the touch of respect yet to the family respect mean a lot for one who wish for the touch of respect but when one see the sun for it will touch every rose that one see shall bloom in full the touch of respect but for every warm smile shall shine like the morning sun and yet for when it's night thus one will feel the touch of respect.


Some where for there a heart that wish for the touch of respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect just to see the birds touch the blue sky with the touch of respect is like feeling the touch of a rose for every rose that been touch is the rose of the angel with the touch of respect but yet for every rose that been touch shall fill a heart that wish for the touch of respect and yet for when it's night thus one will feel the touch of respect thus to the family that fill the air with respect and yet for when it's night thus one will feel the touch of respect.


Time after time for one feel the morning breeze that whisper in the air just to feel the morning breeze is like feeling the touch of the angel of respect for who touch a heart with respect thus for every moment that a heart is touch with respect the more the rose will bloom in full with the touch of respect thus every rose is the rose of respect and yet for when it's night thus one will feel the touch of respect.



The more respect fill the air the more one will feel the touch of respect for respect mean a lot to the family that is the angels of the night but every min that respect touch a heart the more stars that one will feel in the air just to look in the eyes of the angel who fill the air with respect but when one see a star in the night for every twinkle is the twinkle of respect but where there happiness thus there a warm smile that shine to fill a heart that wish for respect and yet for when it's night thus one will feel 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: Wednesday, December 9, 2015



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