For Every Cup Of Star Bucks Coffee. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For every moment that one think of the sun thus one think of a good cup of Star bucks coffee just to taste a good cup of fresh coffee is lie being some where that don't have good fresh cup of coffee but when one feel the sun thus one wish one could taste a good cup of fresh cup of coffee.


Thus when the night slip in for the stars that one see is the angels of Star bucks for the angel is the family of the place that has good fresh cup of coffee and yet for one shall feel the warm smile that says welcome to Star bucks that has fresh cup of coffee.


To look into the eyes of the angels of respect is looking into the eyes of Star bucks for it's Starbucks that once love every cup of fresh cup of coffee is the respect of the angels of respect.


The more one feel the touch of respect shall feel the warm lovely smile and yet for when one see the angels of respect for the angels of respect is family of Star bucks when night slowly slip away but yet day shall slip in for the sun shall shine with respect.