I found this poem and I love it.

Have you ever seen a sunrise
That was streaked with pink and gold
It’s called an Angel Sunrise
Is the story that I’m told

They streak the sky with color
To lift our spirits high
They paint with lovely colors
As though the clouds they fly

These Angels have a special task
They brighten up our day
Our skies they color lovely
To begin a golden day

The next time that you see a sky
That’s gold and pink and bright
Look carefully and you might see
The angel that’s in flight

By Charlette Anselmo