For The Family That Sparkle In The Night. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For he morning thus he sun is up for every rose that the sun touch is fill with respect and yet the birds that one see is the birds of respect and yet some where in the night there a angel of respect waiting to fill once heart with respect.


The more that the angel of respect fill a heart thus respect get stronger for where there is respect there is happiness but for every touch of respect is like a taste of good cup of fresh coffee but every cup that one drink for one wish upon a star.


Thus when the sun is one can feel the warmth of the sun but yet what one feel is the smile of the angels of the family of Star bucks where there a rose may it fill once heart with respect or he family respect is special and yet respect is like the light of life.



Just to feel the sun thus one shall feel the touch of the light of life every min that one feel the light of life thus every sparkle in once eyes says welcome to Star bucks that have a good cup of fresh coffee for one to drink yet for the family that sparkle in the night.



As the night breeze whisper threw he trees thus it whisper the name of Star bucks but every min one see the sun for the sun been fill with respect and yet when a heart is like a rose thus that heart shall be fill with respect for the family that sparkle in the night every touch of the sparkle shall light up the night sky with respect.