For One Who Feel The Sun But Yet It's The Angel Of Star Bucks. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Wonderful day for the flowers to bloom with the touch of respect but yet when one see h moon light for it's the angel of respect thus for one who feel the sun but yet it's the angel of Star bucks that will fill a heart with respect.


Thus the eyes one see is the eyes of the angels hat will touch a heart with respect there a star that whisper the name of Star bucks for it's Star bucks is full of respect but for one who feel the sun thus one feel the warm smile of the angels that light up the night sky.


Where one see the moon light will feel the touch of the angels for who is the family of Star bucks thus it's Star bucks that have good pot of fresh coffee to drink every cu of coffee that been fill with respect just to see the star that twinkle in the night sky is the family of Star bucks.


For one who feel the sun but yet one feel the touch of the moon light angel that fill once heart for every smile is like the morning sun that touch the blue sky when night slowly slip in thus one will see he moon light in the night sky and yet for one who feel he sun but yet it' the angel of Star bucks.