Raymond Sawyer


The Child For Who Wish For The Touch Of Respect. - Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when a child wish for respect thus there a star that will touch the heart of the child for who wish for respect some where there a special angel for the child who wish for respect but every moment that a child wish for respect thus one will feel the touch of respect but for where there a warm smile for it's the sun that been touch with respect for every child for there a angel for the child that wish for respect and yet the child for who wish for the touch of respect.


For every child that feel the touch of respect is one for who the angel will touch with respect but when the sun raise for the child who wish for the touch of respect is the child of the angel thus the child of the angel will touch a heart some where there a child for who wish but for one who wish see a star with a twinkle in the night every min that a child wish for respect the more a child will see a angel and yet the child for who wish for the touch of respect.


Some where there a child that wish for a heart to feel the touch of respect when one see the new moon that been touch with respect is one who i the child of the angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night but just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air but every whisper will fill the night air with respect just to be the child of the angel for the child shall touch a rose with respect and yet the child for who wish for the touch of respect.


For every angel thus there a child angel for who wait to fill a heart that wish for the touch of respect where there a child thus there a warm smile that touch the sun that touch the blue sky in the morning with respect but for every angel thus one shall see the child of the angel every moment that one wish for the touch with respect thus there a child of the angel to fill once heart with the touch of respect and yet the child for who wish 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: Tuesday, December 8, 2015



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