For Where There A Rose Thus A Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Every rose is the rose of love but in the night there a angel of respect that will fill a rose with respect just to walk threw he garden of roses for one shall feel the touch of respect for the angel of respect has fill once heart.


The rose is love but yet respect is stronger for respect is what the family of Star bucks has just to be fill with respect is like catching a falling angel for who's eyes twinkle in the night but for one who wish upon a star for where there a rose thus a angel of respect.


When a rain drop fall thus the birds shall fly where it's dry but for the angel of Star bucks will be filling once heart that wish for respect and yet every min hat one wish to feel respect for once smile shall shine like the sun in he blue sky but yet for where there a roe thus a angel of respect.


Night after night for the angel of respect shall shine in the night for every light that one see for it's the light of the angel of respect just to see a warm smile thus the family of Star bucks smile shall say welcome to Star bucks for where there a rose thus a angel of respect.