in the night i silently sit
and listen for the night breeze
when it's dark it whispers to me
"son you'll be all right now"
the purple sky is the time i
hear it cry so i wait for it patiently
no matter where i go i always know
that the night breeze is not far behind me
it's a kind of peace i need so much
and never want it to leave me
so as the years go by i'll always wait outside
and listen for the night breeze
©1992, March 28
stay gold & be well…
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