Where The Family Is For There A Angel Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For when one has a good life thus for every good cup of coffee is the place with respect but to the family respect is special but when one who wish for a good cup of fresh coffee that is like being with the angel of respect yet for every star is like a rose but when one has a good life thus one has respect.


Where a rose is thus one shall feel the touch of respect for respect is what the family has just to be touch is like being kiss by the angel of respect night after night for one hear a bird whisper the name Star bucks the more that breeze whisper the name Star bucks the more one want to dink a good cup of fresh coffee.



Where the family is thus look to the night sky for it's the family of Star bucks and yet every lovely smile for there a star that will twinkle in once eyes with respect where there is respect thus for it's the stars that shall twinkle in once eyes the more the stars twinkle the more good cup of fresh coffee that will wait for once taste.


Thus the day one feel the sun for one has a good life for without life for who would taste the good cup of fresh coffee for one wish upon a stars for what one wish for is what one will get night after night the family shall light up the night sky just to see a smile thus for every smile there will be a bird that will fill the air with the respect for a good life.