For Every Clear Night There The Family Of Star Bucks Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For every morning for one feel the sun but yet when the birds sing thus the birds sing for it's spring to the family spring is the time to fall in love but when one wish for some good fresh cup of coffee and yet one think of what the stars whisper for the stars is the family of Star bucks.


Just to taste a good cup of fresh cup of coffee that been fill with respect by the angel of respect and yet to see the angel of respect for one would need to see the moon light for it's the angel that one see in the moon light.


Thus every min that one see the moon light for it's the angel to fill a heart with respect but yet every star is the family of respect for the time one come to he name that the stars whisper in the night is the name of Star bucks.



For when one see the star with a warm lovely smile that says welcome t the house of Star bucks yet it is Starbucks that do have good fresh cup of coffee thus every cup of coffee that one drink been fill with respect by the angel of respect.