John F. McCullagh

Silver Star - 3,672 Points (09/28/1954 / Flushing)

Love Is An Accident - Poem by John F. McCullagh

Love is an accident
Waiting to happen
Despite all precautions
It catches us napping.


Sometimes it sneaks up
On innocent youth
Or blindsides some victim
Who‘s long in the tooth.


It lurks in our schools
But prefers crowded bars
(It’s occasionally found
in the back seat of cars.)


It often times chooses
a boy and a girl
Except in the Village
That’s a whole different world.

Love is an accident
Like you see every day
But you know how that is-
You just can’t look away.


Comments about Love Is An Accident by John F. McCullagh

  • (4/17/2010 3:00:00 AM)


    I liked the previous poem but prefer this on to be honest.... it's so true

    Ruthie: o)
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 6, 2009

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 13, 2010


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