The Happy Stars Is The Stars Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When the night come for the stars shall fill the air with happiness for there is he moon light the light of life but yet when one feel the warm smile thus one shall feel the warmth of the sun that been fill with respect but yet one feel the moon light thus the light is the light of life.


Thus for every touch of respect for there a lovely warm smile that says welcome to Star bucks thus every night one feel the breeze that whisper the name of Star bucks and yet one think of the name that night whisper in the air for it's Starbucks that have good cup of fresh coffee to drink.


For the happy star is the stars that sparkle in the night sky with a lovely warm mile that is like the morning sun that is fill with respect that the family fill the air with but o taste a good cup of fresh coffee is like tasting a fresh cherry pie but just to feel the breeze that whisper the name Star bucks.



Thus every cup of coffee that one think of yet one see the moon light that shine in the night yet the moon light is the light of life some where the angel of respect wait for a heart to fill with respect just to look into the eyes of the stars that says welcome to the house of Star bucks.