Accidental Poet


With the deepest of love

I look to the west

To the beautiful sunset

And you Sharon, the girl I love best


We both lived in Scituate, Massachusetts

Two children in 5th grade on the east coast

At the end of 8th grade, you moved away

Three thousand miles to the west coast


Heartbroken at 14 years old in ‘71

I didn’t know what to do

All I did know

Was how very much I love you


To this very day

I’ve never known love so strong

I’m amazed of my own heart

My love for you now 42 years long


As the day grows old

I remember long ago

Back then this love was young

For all time, I would let it grow


To the west I look with thoughts of you

Knowing your out there beyond my sunset

How my love still hungers for you Sharon

With a heart that won’t forget


Do you ever wake up early?

Looking eastward to the sunrise

Wondering if I’m still in love with you

By your smile, am I still hypnotized?


Copyright © Accidental Poet 2011


  • dusk arising

    This is quite lovely. Inside most of us are similar wonders.
    Yes i'm sure she does have such moments as you describe for it is human nature to wonder 'what if'.

    Such are the questions we compose, for which we must enjoy accepting the possibilities the void of answers provides.

    • Accidental Poet

      Thanks for the comment da. The "what ifs" are never far from my mind. Hers? No way to know. Which again applies the "what ifs". And I agree it is human nature to wonder of. And I think that's a huge part of being a poet. What if...I never had the urge to write poetry? What if I had never put forth that question?

    • orchidee

      A fine write AP.

      • Accidental Poet

        Of course it's fine Orchi, you read it. That makes it fine. ; )

      • peto

        Enjoyed this
        Had a bit of trouble with the maths though
        Before i saw copyright
        Good to see you regularly writing again

        • Accidental Poet

          Yeah, you have to keep the copyright year in mind, It's now almost 53 years (in September). Thanks for the read and comment peto. I'm not writing as much as I was. Most of what I've been posting is older. But you will see occasionally a new piece from me. Glad you enjoy them.

        • PoeticBiscuit

          Such a lovely yet heartbreaking write. The sunrise may be beautiful but sometimes it’s what’s beyond the sunset that makes life worthwhile.

          • Accidental Poet

            I've had a few on here comment that its sad and heartbreaking. But I actually view it all as the greatest gift I could ever ask for. I know its hard for anyone to understand, but no one on MPS (at least to my knowledge) knows Sharon the way I knew her. I was in school with her from the start of 5th grade till the end of 8th grade. I fell in love with her at first glance. Puppy love, probably. But as I always say, what do you call it when after 50 years that love is 50 years worth stronger. Heartbreaking? No where near such a tradgedy. Sharon has been the best thing ever to happen to me. And you don't have to apologize, I understand 100%. And thank you for the comment and read.

          • Michael Edwards

            a gem of an emotional write AP - keep 'em coming.

          • Neville

            Beautiful indeed sir... not only that, I am pretty sure many of us here will be able to relate .. at least to one love lost and all the associated uncertainties ...

            thoroughly enjoyed my friend and true


            • Accidental Poet

              Thanks. Glad you enjoyed it Bill. All poets relate to affairs of the heart.

            • Goldfinch60

              You are asking the biggest question in all our lives "What if....?"
              Yours has never left you and I am sure that with a love like that she is looking east at every sunrise wondering if you are there.


              • Accidental Poet

                Whenever I fantasize that she is out there thinking of me, my heart shines like the sun. I don't expect that she is, but it sure would be nice. Thanks Andy.

              • jarcher54

                Wait, you wrote that? I have thought the exact same thing so many times, it's as if you stole my thoughts. Maybe the years are off one or two and the name is wrong... it was 1967 and her name was Anne!

                • Accidental Poet

                  Yes I wrote that. And it all began in September of 1967. If you look through my entries you'll read much more of my love for Sharon. I hope you find your Anne. AP.

                • Joe Dawson

                  A serious insight of a write, I suspect from time to time, if not always in your heart of heart, Sharon is with you without relief. If I may declare, both Dawn and Beryl are still with me since my twenties and will be so forever. Love as you describe will never let go and perhaps being honest about it is the best one can do, confession is good for the soul. A meaningful honest and easily relatable write. Joe

                  • Accidental Poet

                    Thanks for the read and comment Joe. Yes I agree that it is good for the soul to write of the one person on this Earth who reached into the deepest part of your core and left their mark there. To set a benchmark that no one else has ever been able to come close to is worthy of being written about. I've never expected that I'll see her again. but if I could at least have her read what she has inspired I would go to my grave with a smile. And who am i kidding, because of her I'll go to my grave with a smile anyway. Thanks Joe. AP.

                    • Accidental Poet

                      And I hope you'll someday be in touch with Dawn and/or Beryl.

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