The Angel Of The Night Is The Star Of Star Bucks Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Time to sleep is the night one dream of a good cup of coffee and yet the moon light up the night sky the more one see the moon thus one see the stars that twinkle in the night sky but yet one feel the breeze that whisper threw once open window and yet every whisper says welcome to Star bucks.


For the night one wish to taste a cup of fresh coffee thus the night slowly slip away for the sun raise is up just to feel the sun is lie tasting a good cup of Star bucks fresh coffee that shall fill once heart with respect but for one who wish in the night for one seen the angel of respect.


Gorgeous day for the birds shall sing the song of happiness and yet one shall have a fresh cu of Star bucks coffee to hear the night breeze whisper the name in once dream is what make one want to taste a good cup of fresh coffee to wish is to make a wish for a good cup of Star bucks coffee.


Thus the angel of the night is the angel of respect for the angel of respect is family of Star bucks just to see the warm smile is like feeling the sun warm once heart with respect thus the stars of the night is the angels of respect for who shall fill once cup with a good fresh cup of coffee.