For Every Star There Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one look to the night sky thus one see the twinkle in the night and yet there was the moon that will light up the night sky with respect just to feel the touch of respect is like feeling the touch of a rose with respect for every min that one feel the touch of respect for it's the angel of Star bucks yet for every star there angel of respect.

Every moment that one see a star for one see the angel that will fill the night air but yet just to feel the night breeze that whisper respect for every min that the breeze whisper respect the stronger it get but to the family respect mean a lot to the family for who is the angels of Star bucks.

When there respect for one shall feel the touch of a angel for who wait to fill once heart but yet just to see the sun raise for the more one see the sun raise the more a rose shall bloom with the touch of respect just to feel the warm smile is like feel the warmth of the morning sun.


For every star for there be a rose of respect for it was the angel that fill the rose with respect just to look to the blue sky for one could feel the smile of the angel that fill once heart with respect where there happiness there the angel of respect for every touch of respect thus for every star there angel of respect.