For Every Min That The Sky Is Gray Thus The Stars Won'T Twinkle. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when the sky is blue for one can see the family of star and yet for every star that one see is the family of Star bucks that has a lot of respect but yet respect to the family of Star bucks is special for every min that sky is gray thus the stars won't twinkle.


Just to wish for the sun is wishing for a angel of respect thus the angel shall fill once heart with respect for every lovely smile that one see says welcome to Star bucks for Star bucks is the home of the stars for every min that the sky is gray thus the stars won't twinkle.


For every moon light for one see the light of respect for the moon light been fill with respect just to feel the breeze whisper the name that been fill with respect thus the name that the breeze whisper is the name of Star bucks that has good cup of fresh coffee yet one wish to taste a good cup of fresh coffee.


When the night slowly slip into the night for where the family of Star bucks for one don't see he twinkle of respect for where there happiness thus one feel the angel of respect that fill once heart for every min one stand under gray sky hus there n sun to warm once heart with respect.