The Night That The Night Breeze Whisper Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

A wonderful night for one to see the stars twinkle in the night but for every twinkle is the twinkle of respect but for who 's eyes will twinkle in the night the more one see the twinkle the more one will wish for the touch of respect and yet the night that the night breeze whisper respect.


For every touch of the twinkle for one shall feel the touch of respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect and yet every min that one see a star for once eyes shall twinkle like the diamond in the night where there a twinkle for one shall feel the blue moon of life and yet the night that the night breeze whisper respect.


Thus when the sun raise for one will feel the touch of the sun but one will feel the touch of respect every moment that one feel the touch of respect for there is happiness when the sun touch the blue sky for every bird that one see is the eyes of the angels that fill the air with respect yet the night that the night breeze whisper respect.


Just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air thus the more one wish the more one will be touch with the respect but for every star that touch the night sky will sparkle in once eyes and yet when one feel the warm smile thus every star that one see has a smile that will shine like the morning sun and yet the night that the night breeze whisper respect.