To Feel The Night Breeze Is Like Being Touch With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Thus when the sun shine for every bird that touch the sky will fill the air with the touch of respect but when one see a rose for it's been touch with respect just to fill a heart that wish for respect but for every heart that been touch with respect for a bird will sing for a heart that wish for respect and yet to feel the night breeze is like being touch with respect.



But for every moment that a heart been touch thus a rose will bloom in full with the touch of respect but yet fr every star that one see will shine just to touch a rose but for who's heart will be touch with respect but where there a star one will feel the touch of a angel when once heart been fill with respect and yet to feel the night breeze is like being touch with respect.



Thus every star that touch the night sky shall shine in the night for one who see the light of life is the light of respect for one heart to feel but when one feel a warm smile thus it's the sun that will warm once heart with the touch of respect just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air and yet to feel the night breeze is like being touch with respect.



Every moment that respect touch a heart the more one will see the stars of the night with respect for for who will feel the touch of respect every night for one who wish for the touch of respect will feel the touch of the angel for who's heart is full of respect but just to look in the sky for there is the eyes of the angel that will touch a heart and yet to feel the night breeze is like being touch with respect.