To See The Moon Is To Feel The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

To feel the warmth of the sun is to feel the stars respect just to see warm smile that says welcome to Star Bucks yet every cup of coffee there a cup of respect for every star that one see is the family of Star Bucks.


To see the moon is like seeing a angel of Star Bucks that has respect but for every heart that been touch with respect may a rose bloom in full with respect that fill once heart to see the moon is to feel the touch of respect.


The more the family of Star Bucks twinkle the better the coffee shall taste with the touch of respect and yet for one shall hear a whisper that will whisper the name Star Bucks to see the moon is to feel the touch of respect.


For one who see the moon for one see the light of Star Bucks and yet for every star has a warm can make smile that can make one feel welcome but for rose is a star of Star Bucks to touch once heart with respect.


To see the moon is to feel the of angel for who's heart is full of respect yet to the family of Star Bucks respect is special night after night shall dream of being touch with respect.