Look To The Night Sky For The Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the day slowly slip away thus the night slowly slip in for one shall see the stars of Star bucks with a twinkle yet for who shall feel the touch of respect every star that twinkle says welcome to Star bucks for it's Star bucks that has fresh cup of coffee.


Where there a star for one shall see the moon that been touch with respect for every sound that one hear is the sound that whisper the name of Star bucks thus every cup of fresh cup of coffee is like says thank you for the family of Star bucks say have a nice day.


Yet it's just another day for the sun to warm the hearts of once who feel the warm smile of the family of Star bucks and yet it's Star bucks coffee that one love for when the star smile thus the sun shall kiss every rose that one see look to the night sky for the angel of respect.


Another day for another lovely warm smile that says welcome to Star bucks thus every fresh cup of coffee that one taste is the fresh Star bucks coffee for who love fresh coffee and yet just to hear the soft lovely voice of the stars of Star bucks that says good morning.