Raymond Sawyer


The Night One Was Touch With The Light Of Respect - Poem by Raymond Sawyer

The night one look to the night sky for one who feel the touch of the light is one for who wish for the touch of respect but every min that one feel the touch of the light the more one see a rose that is in full bloom thus for every bird that sing for a heart the more a rose shall bloom with the touch of respect but yet for who's heart will feel the touch of the light of respect for every touch thus once eyes shall twinkle in the night and yet for every wish thus for there the angel of respect.


Thus every moment that one wish for the touch of respect the more one will feel the light of life that fill once heart just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by the angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night but when one is touch the stronger the respect will get for where there a heart that wish for respect thus there happiness for when one feel happiness for there a warm smile that fill a rose with touch of respect but to the family respect mean a lot to one who wish for respect.


Where there a star thus there the angel for who will touch once heart with respect but every angel i the angel of the house of respect for who knock on the door of the angel will feel the touch of respect thus the more one knock the more one shall feel the touch of respect but just to look in the eyes of the angel is like looking at the sun that warm once heart with respect and yet for every wish thus for there the angel of respect.



But when the moon raise thus one will feel the touch of the light of respect for every min the the light touch once heart the more once eyes shall shine in the night with the touch of respect yet when one see a falling star thus one wish for the touch of respect but one will catch a falling star for it's the angel that one was for every moment that the angel touch once heart the more the stars will shine with respect and yet for every wish thus there the angel 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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