For Every Star That Smile For There Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the day is gorgeous but the birds sing thus one feel the breeze as the trees whisper the name Star bucks yet for every min that the trees whisper the name Star bucks the more it make one think of good fresh cup of coffee yet for every star that smile for there respect.


Just to feel the breeze for it feel like the summer breeze that call once name but yet the sun is shining but for the summer breeze still whisper the name Star bucks for where the family f the name that the breeze whisper and yet one hear the name the more one wish for a cup of fresh coffee for every star that smile for there respect.



When the sun shine for one could feel the respect in the air for every sun light thus the night shall slip in for the night is here but for every min the star that smile is like saying welcome to the of the family of Star bucks yet it's the fresh coffee that one want just to taste the fresh cup of fresh coffee shall make he night beautiful lie he moon light thus moon light is the angel of respect.


What a lovely even for a nice moon light walk but yet for one who go for a moon light walk will feel he touch of respect from the angel of respect and yet the angel is the family of Star bucks to look to the night sky for one see the star that smile and yet for every star that smile for there respect.