The House Of Respect Is Family Of Star Bucks. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Thus every knock on the door is like a wish for a angel of respect but for every warm smile says welcome to the family house of Star bucks where there a star for some where the angel of respect is near for one who smell fresh cup of coffee for the breeze whisper the name Starbucks the house of respect is family of Star bucks.


Yet as time slowly slip into night for the family of Star bucks shall will fill the air with respect thus angel of respect shall be seen in the moon light yet for every twinkle is like feeling the warm smile of he family for who has respect but the house of respect is family of Star bucks.


Every moon light for there the house of respect and yet angel of respect wait to fill some heart with respect here there respect thus there happiness for once heart just to taste a good fresh cup of good coffee is to hear have a nice day the house of respect is family of Star bucks.


The house of respect is where one fine a good cup of fresh cup of coffee but to look into the eyes of the stars thus one see respect for every cup that one have been fill with respect the angel of respect is the angel for who's heart is full of respect yet the house of respect is the family of Star bucks.