The Wind That Whisper Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

What a beautiful day and yet the birds will sing for the touch of respect yet just when one feel the breeze thus a rose shall touch a heart with the touch of respect thus the sun shine just to warm a heart that wish for the touch of respect every moment that one feel the breeze for the trees shall whisper for respect yet the wind that whisper respect.



For one who sing shall be fill with the touch of the light of life and yet respect will fill the heart for every day is a happy day just to feel the breeze that whisper respect to the heart and yet a child will feel the breeze that whisper respect but to a child it's heart cry for the touch of respect the wind that whisper respect.



Thus for every child for who feel the breeze thus a child will wish for the touch of respect that will fill a child heart but yet for every min that one see a star for one shall see a twinkle in the eyes of the angel that touch the sky but to the family respect mean a lot to the family of the angel day by day for the sun will touch every rose that one see with respect thus every rose is a special rose of respect for the wind that whisper respect.



The night that the breeze whisper threw the tree for every bird will fill the sky with respect but some where a heart sleep for the heart that is a sleep wish for the touch of respect but when the heart feel the light of life thus the eyes of the angel will sparkle in the night just to dream of being touch with respect is like being touch by the rose of the angel of respect for the wind that whisper respect.



Some where there a special star that wait for a open heart to be fill with respect but when the light of life shine for there a warm smile that will fill the heart with respect for here is the wind that whisper respect for it's the angel of respect that whisper threw the trees with respect and yet the wind that whisper respect.