For Every Min The Breeze Whisper A Name. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For Every Min The Breeze Whisper A Name.



A lovely even and yet one see the light of the beautiful full moon but yet the light that one see is the light of the angel with respect just waiting to fill once heart fr who's heart will be fill with respect thus when one feel the night breeze for the night breeze whisper a name that have good fresh coffee to drink.


Every min that one feel the breeze the more one think of a good cup of fresh coffee to drink bu when one see the star of Star bucks he more the light of the moon shall fill once heart but yet for the breeze that whisper the name is Star bucks yet for every min the breeze whisper the name.


To wish upon a star is to wish for the angel of respect that will fill once hear every wish thus the more the family shall twinkle but when the moon shine thus one shall see the angel of respect for the family is the angels of respect just to look up into the night sky there where the angel of respect is.


For when the sun shine thus every roe shall bloom in full for the rose been fill with respect by the angel of respect for who love roses and yet every rose is the rose of respect for every min the breeze whisper a name is every min to be touch by the angel of respect.

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Good morning i can help the next person this is their way of showing the respect for good people like your self and yet when hey feel a warm smile that says thank you.
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