The Smile Of The Angels Of Star Bucks With Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

When one feel the warmth of the sun thus one feel the smile of the angels thus it's the smile that one feel but when one look into the eyes of the stars for it says welcome to Star bucks that has fresh cup of coffee the more one drink fresh cup of good coffee for the smile of the angels of Starbucks.


Oh what a lovely smile for it's a gorgeous day for the stars and yet every star that smile is the smile of happiness but for every moment that one is being touch with respect is the angels for who's heart is full of respect just want to taste fresh cup of coffee is what Starbucks have the smile of the angels of Star bucks with respect.


For when one sleep thus one dream of the fresh cup of coffee that been touch with respect and yet respect for one is the respect for others just to see one by candle light yet one have a fresh cup of coffee for where one see the stars in the night for the smile of the angels of Star bucks with respect.



Oh beautiful moon light for where the angel of respect for every fresh cup of coffee for one taste the respect every kiss is the kiss of the angel of respect tonight tonight for one shall drink a fresh cup of coffee for one wish upon a star that the smile one feel is the smile of the angel of Star bucks.