Good Bye Sun went down. Last beam touched her hair. She stood alone in the river side. Our eyes met. She blushed red. I was moved. Glaze of sun beam on her golden hair embellished my heart. Momentary look, she passed fast. I rushed to follow. A handsome guy blocked her path. Both turned back. She blushed red. They proceeded with hand in hand. My heart bade Good Bye. 01/11/16 Anacreontic Verse 2 Poetry contest Sponsor Edward Ebbs