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Colored Bottles

Please please, I don't wanna go to sleep. Let me stay up I won't make a peep! It seems like the grownups have all the fun. Look at those cool bottles, can I have one? You are so silly you make me giggle. Dancing around your belly jiggles. Being sent to bed just isn't right. Why do you get to stay up all night? I walk away with my head hung low. I'm listening but I'm moving slow. In my bed I can't wait to be grown. King of the house sitting on the throne. I would make the rules stay up all night. I'm angry as you turn out the lights. You kiss my forehead and go back to play. The smell from your breath is far from okay. I bury my head and close my eyes. Wait for the morning when I can rise. I rise before you so I can drink. Colored bottles will make my breath stink. Age 7, I would sneak drinks from the partially filled beer bottles that were sitting around the living room after a party. "You're a Little Kid Again" Julie- Michelle's contest. Written by Richard Lamoureux August 26th, 2013

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Jeff Connelly

Date: 9/22/2019 2:26:00 AM

Love these words Richard, but don't forget the Tom Waits song, "I Don't Wanna Grow Up". Did you win the contest???

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 9/22/2019 9:29:00 AM

Nope, the judge is more partial to a Norman Rockwell approach.

Donna Jones

Date: 8/27/2013 9:10:00 AM

Totally awesome!!!!! Winning poem for sure....

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 8/27/2013 11:39:00 AM

Thanks Donna;0)

Monterey Sirak

Date: 8/27/2013 5:36:00 AM

Well done. Brings back memories that make me wonder, what was I thinking?

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 8/27/2013 7:09:00 AM

To this day I can't stand the smell and taste of beer. So I guess in the end it is a good thing.

Yadhu Babu

Date: 8/27/2013 2:16:00 AM

REALLY NICE POEM.....

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 8/27/2013 7:07:00 AM

Thanks Yadhu

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/26/2013 5:02:00 PM

wow, you did this so cleverly, my friend.It's one of those poems, I think to myself: why the heck did I not think of that?

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 8/26/2013 5:55:00 PM

Thanks Andrea

Lucilla Carrillo

Date: 8/26/2013 3:33:00 PM

WOW Richard! I loved this. You got to be a kid all over again. I bet this will be a winner in the contest. Take care and God bless you.... Lucilla

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 8/26/2013 5:56:00 PM

God boss you as well.

Nette Onclaud

Date: 8/26/2013 12:00:00 PM

those were the days, rich.. you rammed it and rocked it... splendid!..:) huggs

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 8/26/2013 5:57:00 PM

Thanks Nette.

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl

Date: 8/26/2013 11:55:00 AM

Oh yes I remember it well it was sips from the Party Seven cans for us and then thick black rum xx

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 8/26/2013 5:59:00 PM

Ho ho ho and a bottle of rum. I didn't know you were raised by pirates. Thanks for commenting.

Ilene Bauer

Date: 8/26/2013 10:02:00 AM

you've nailed this one! very well done - i really heard that 7 year old!

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 8/26/2013 6:00:00 PM

Thanks for hearing him.

Eileen Manassian

Date: 8/26/2013 9:58:00 AM

My heart goes out to that little boy...Very touching piece, Richard.....and yet, I wish that you had other bottles to drink from that had orange juice, apple juice, and every thing that was good for you....Good luck on contest....

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 8/26/2013 6:01:00 PM

Thanks for seeing below the humor.