The Touch Of The Sun Is Like Being Touch Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For one who happy and yet one being touch by the sun but yet every star that is in the night sky touch once heart for when the star touch one or one feel the touch of respect yet it's the family of Star bucks that touch once heart with respect.


Thus every touch of respect is like hearing the birds sing to a heart that been fill with respect for respect is special to the family of Star bucks when the stars twinkle for it says welcome to the home of the star bucks the more one is touch he more once heart shall be fill with respect.


When the sun shine thus every rose that been fill with respect thus the air shall be fill with the respect to look into once eyes for one shall feel the respect to smile is like being the sun of the blue sky and yet for the stars that one see is the stars of the night sky.


Some where in the night there a special star that fill once heart but every touch of respect is the touch of he angel of respect For when night set in is when one shall see the stars of Starbucks for it there where one shall feel the touch of respect for the family is the angels of the night.