Raymond Sawyer


The Face Of A Angel Is The Face Of Respect. - Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the sun raise thus a rose shall bloom in full but yet for the rose will be touch with respect every morning for one see a bird that sing for the touch of respect just to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of a rose but the face of a angel is the face of respect.


Thus where there a lovely smile for there a face of a angel for who's heart is fill with the touch of respect but when one see a star thus the star shall sparkle with respect that will fill the air for every touch of respect for one see the face of a angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night but the face of a angel is the face of respect.


Just to see the face for there a warm smile that shine like the morning sun that touch the blue sky yet every min that one feel the touch of respect for it's the angel of Star bucks that has a lot of respect thus for who's heart will feel the touch of respect but to the family respect mean a lot to the family and yet the face of a angel is the face of respect.


When the one smile for one wish to feel the touch of respect some where there a heart that need to feel the touch of respect every warm smile will fill the heart that wish for respect just to feel the morning breeze that whisper respect in the air yet the face of a angel is the face 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, September 2, 2015



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