Raymond Sawyer


The Family That Fill The Air With The Touch Of Respect. - Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For one who feel the touch of respect for one feel the touch of the family that one see in the night sky with a sparkle thus every sparkle is respect that the family touch once heart but some where there a heart that wish for the touch of respect for where there a star thus there a angel for who's heart wish to feel the touch of respect just to wish for the touch of respect is like feeling the touch of a rose that been fill with respect and yet the family that fill the air with the touch of respect.



When the sun raise for there a warm smile that will fill once heart with respect but every touch of respect for one shall feel the touch of the family that fill the night air but every star is family of the angel of respect for who's eyes will feel the touch of the sparkle that one will see just to look in the eyes of the angel for what one see is the sparkle of respect and yet the family that fill the air with the touch of respect.


Thus where there a heart that been fill with respect for every rose that touch once heart with respect but every rose that been touch shall bloom in full with respect yet the sun will raise for one will feel the touch of respect that is in the sun for it's the sun that been fill with respect the more one wish for respect the more the sun shall ouch the blue sky with the touch of respect but when one feel the respect thus every min that a heart wish for he touch of respect the more one will see a bird that will sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect and yet the family that fill the air with the touch of respect.



Thus the family that one see in the night is the family of angels for who's heart is full of respect some where there a heart that wish for the touch of respect the more one wish the more one wish for a rose bloom in full with the touch of respect Just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the night air for it's like feeling the warm sun that touch once heart with respect but yet the family that fill air with 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: Friday, November 6, 2015



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