For when the sun is up the more the birds shall sing for the morning sun and yet the family of Star bucks is the angels of the night but yet for every star that one see or he family shall fill once heart with respect.
Thus when one see the star or every star is the angels of respect for respect is special o the family of Star bucks for it's Starbucks that have a good cup of fresh coffee to drink respect but for every cup of fresh coffee been fill with respect.
For every star he stronger get but yet when one see the moon light or the moon light is the angel of respect to the family respect is special to them but every touch of respect thus a rose will bloom i full with respect where there respect for there is the angel of Star bucks.
For every star that once heart he more one wish upon a star and yet for one see the moon light hat is the angel of respect the more the angel fill once heart he more one think about what one is feeling thus when the sun raise for one wish for a good cup of fresh cup of coffee.
A ballad indeed, Ray...one of a fine 'blend''...Enjoyed this an in particular, I applaud the structural movement which courses a very fine confluence line of both Free & Prosaic Verse.....~FjR~
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A ballad and a fine one indeed, Ramond...one of a fine 'blend'' as any Coffee lover might say...Enjoyed this an in particular, I applaud the structural movement which courses a very fine confluence line of both Free & Prosaic Verse.....~FjR~