What a beautiful day and yet just to feel the sun is to feel respect for every cup that is fill with coffee yet when the breeze whisper a name thus then breeze whisper the name Star bucks.
thus when one ask for a cup of coffee for the sound that one will hear is welcome to Star bucks and yet for one shall feel a warm smile as one drink good cup of coffee that the stars made.
For one who dream thus one dream of good cup of coffee that is fill with respect for who wish to drink a good cup of coffee that been touch with respect.
Night after night for the stars of Star bucks shall twinkle in your dream for every night that one dream for one see a good cup of coffee for it feel like respect as touch once heart with a good cup of coffee that is call respect.
When one feel the touch of respect thus one feel the taste of good cup of coffee but for every rose that one feel is fill with respect thus for a rose is special like the stars of Star bucks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem