The Touch Of The Family Of Star Bucks Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Every morning for the sun is up and yet one can feel the sun light on once face that warm once heart with respect just to feel the sun light is like feeling the moon light of the angel of respect yet or every bird that one see in the morning is the bird of respect.


Thus it's the smile that one see for every star hat smile will light up the night sky for the night is clear for one to see the stars in the night sky but for every star that one see is the eyes of of the angel of respect that will fill a heart with respect.


When the night come for every night the stars will smile when the moon shine upon once face with respect for where there the angels is thus the angels is by once side and yet every touch for once heart will bloom like a rose.



Yet he longer the night get thus the more the stars will sparkle in the night just to fill once heart and yet every star is family of Star bucks yet Star bucks is a good place to get a good cup of fresh coffee in the morning for that when the birds sing.