Sun set, sun rise

Every night and morning, there Is a surprise,
A sunset, a sun rise.
A piece of art, painting the cloud,
Angels sit upon them, looking so proud.
What a beauty god has made,
But every morning and night it does fade.
But don't worry my dear,
Do not fear.
It will be back,
It's not so long, the beauty will not lack.
Nothing stays gold,
But for awhile,the beauty will hold.

Reviews

[Hannah Jocks]

I thought this was a beautiful, well-written, very true poem and I loved it(: Great job!