Raymond Sawyer


Thus For Every Rose For One Will Feel The Touch Of Respect. - Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For every rose that one see been touch with respect just to feel a heart that wish for respect but when one feel the sun that raise to touch the blue sky the more the birds touch the blue sky the stronger respect will get but when one feel a warm smile thus it's the sun that the angel fill with respect and yet thus for every rose for one will feel the touch of respect.



Just to look to the sky for one see a star that sparkle in the night but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect but for every touch of a rose the more a rose will bloom in full with the touch of respect but when the moon raise for it will touch the night sky with the touch of respect but every touch of a rose is the touch of the angel with respect and yet thus for every rose for one will feel the touch of respect.



Every rose that one see is the rose of the angel with respect for who will touch a heart with respect bu for every touch of respect thus the birds will sing for a heart that wish for respect yet for who's eyes will sparkle in the night just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the night but for every whisper is the whisper of respect but when the new moon raise the more stars hat on will see in the night but every star will shine and yet thus for every rose for one will feel the touch of respect.




But to the family that fill the air with respect is the angel of the night that will touch a heart the more hearts that being fill with respect the more a rose will bloom in full with the touch of respect but where there a heart for when one feel the touch of respect thus every heart that wish for respect the more once eyes will sparkle in the night yet for one who wish for the touch of respect shall feel respect and yet thus for every rose for 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, January 13, 2016



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