To Feel The Night Breeze Is To Feel The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When it's night for one will feel the breeze that whisper in the air but for every moment that one feel the night breeze thus one feel the touch of respect for every min that one feel the respect the more the night breeze whisper to once heart with respect and yet to feel the night breeze is to feel the touch of respect.


Thus every min that one feel he night breeze thus it's like being touch by a rose that is full of respect just o feel the touch of the sun is like feeling the light of life thus life mean a lot to the family and yet where there a warm smile thus there a twinkle in once eyes and yet to feel the breeze is to feel the touch of respect.


When the moon is full thus one will feel the light of life for every touch of the light light of life once heart for there angel for who's heart is full of respect for every moment that one wish for the touch of respect the more stars that will twinkle in the night sky for respect and yet to feel the night breeze is to feel the touch of respect.


Night after night for one wish to feel the touch of respect where there a star thus one shall see the full moon that will touch once heart with the light of life oh what a beautiful even just to see the stars of respect yet every star that one see is the stars of the angel for who's eyes will sparkle in the night and yet to feel the night breeze is to feel the touch of respect.