Richard Lamoureux Poet Quatrain

Sweet Tooth

When I have a bag of candy
I have oh so many friends 
They all come gather around me
But it don’t last, it always ends

I guess I aint that special
I’ve never been cool it’s true
Still I just wanna fit in
All I want is a friend or two

So I steal me another dollar
From daddy’s jacket behind the door
Then I head on down the street
back to the corner store

The man behind the counter 
He asks me “What’s your choice?”
“Please, some red blue and green ones.”
I answer with in a quiet voice.

He hands me my bag of candy
I pray it’s a magical treat
That someone might then like me
and not disappear after they eat

They like jelly beans and jawbreakers 
For my treats everyone pretends
I’m just like one of them
and we’re all the best of friends.

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Marikate Kingston October 14, 2021 at 8:32 PM Gosh, aren't all lollipops sugar-free? What's the old saying that I whisper to myself as the Hersheys enters my vocal doorway? Oh yes, I remember it now, "One minute on your lips Mary Catherine forever on your hips" Oh, bah humbug!

Simon King March 13, 2020 at 12:11 AM A very clever poem Richard Lamoureux March 13, 2020 at 7:26 AM Thanks Simon. ;0)

Kai Michael Neumann December 27, 2019 at 8:18 AM I am also thinking of that little corner store, just across from the school. We were not allowed there, but boy did we go ... Richard Lamoureux December 27, 2019 at 9:23 AM Thanks Kai, blessings for the New Year.

Robert Kinard December 19, 2019 at 7:45 AM We had a corner store less than a block away from our home and they sold penny candy back then. 25 cent got you a nice bag of candy. I'm giving away my age by saying this was back in the early 60's So, yes! your poem takes me back. Nicely done. Richard Lamoureux December 27, 2019 at 9:23 AM Thanks Robert, blessings for the New Year.

Panagiota Romios December 4, 2019 at 1:03 PM I've yet to figure out why some friends leave and some stay. The ones that stay count. Those that leave are like butterflies. Let them go and enjoy lifel Panagiota xxx

Arturo Michael October 21, 2019 at 1:46 PM I did that once or twice myself...I still remember, I must have been 5 or 6...guiltiness never left...Wonderful write...

John Hamilton October 19, 2019 at 1:39 PM Wow no wonder this piece has so many comments, most of your writes (if not all) have a social message. Sad how those little kids grow up and still want to be loved and to fit in, candy doesn't cut it when you're an adult, so they use other things. Users are not true friends we know that! Great write, enjoyed! Richard Lamoureux October 19, 2019 at 3:34 PM Thanks my friend.

Vladislav Raven October 18, 2019 at 11:14 AM Hi Richard, such a true write. In my younger days I did try that approach and what you write is what happened. Later, I won through the hatred by perseverance. I always remember the early years though. Your poem does bring back so many memories. It seems that fitting in is not something I can do too well. Still, I have a few true friends and that is all that matters. This poem sings in its truth, painting such vivid pictures in my mind. Have a wonderful Friday. Your friend always....Mike. A Fave Richard Lamoureux October 18, 2019 at 11:52 AM You as well Mike. ;0)

Panagiota Romios October 16, 2019 at 9:45 AM How true! Real friends are not there for candy or whatever else they can get. I mean all through life! My Dad told me some people are not friends but great actors, when you need them they are nowhere to be found. Shakespeare was right! " all the world's a stage". Panagiota Richard Lamoureux October 18, 2019 at 11:53 AM Wise dad. Thanks for your visit. ;0)

Brandy Nicole October 14, 2019 at 10:42 PM A True Friend will Stay, no matter what!! You have soooo many friends here, true friends. What you have expressed, through your words- happens in reality. So sad indeed. Hey, Richard!! I am staying, and you didn't have to offer me Candy. Thank you for being here, for being You. :) Brandy Richard Lamoureux October 15, 2019 at 7:18 AM What a sweet comment. Thanks Brandy. Hugs Rick

Judy Ball October 8, 2019 at 7:48 PM I know the feeling well my friend. But with friends like that who needs enemies. Well spoken. God Bless, JB Richard Lamoureux October 8, 2019 at 9:06 PM Blessings to you as well Judy.

Caren Krutsinger October 7, 2019 at 5:28 AM I was always sitting by myself under a tree not sharing anything, not interested in candy either. But this poem is fun to read and I have SEEN this scenario in action and it is TRUE that it happens every single day. Someone gets hurt when the candy is gone. Richard Lamoureux October 7, 2019 at 6:16 AM Thanks for the visit Caren.. ;0)

Lindsay Laurie October 6, 2019 at 7:20 PM G'day Richard … it's sad but true, we cannot buy friendship, but sometimes deeds like this can lead to a lasting friendship. Try crystalized ginger next time - Lindsay Richard Lamoureux October 7, 2019 at 6:16 AM I’ll give that a try. ;0)

Juliet Ligon September 28, 2019 at 8:36 PM Sad that some won't stick around when the candy's gone. A true friend will be your friend is spite of the candy. Poetic hugs, Juliet. Richard Lamoureux September 29, 2019 at 12:07 AM Thanks Juliet, the comment and hug are appreciated.

Janice Canerdy September 28, 2019 at 3:37 PM This one is so sad and moving. There are users out there--and those susceptible to them! Janice Richard Lamoureux September 28, 2019 at 8:09 PM Thanks Janice. Yes that is so true.

Sandra Adams September 27, 2019 at 8:38 PM working with children i see this often, the kid with the candy or gum handing it out just to have friends, but when they don't have it, they aren't important...good write Rick, enjoyed the read :) hugs Richard Lamoureux September 28, 2019 at 7:23 AM Thanks and a big hug.

Mystic Rose Rose September 27, 2019 at 7:20 PM lol, I remember those candy days too dear Richard, they say you know who your true friends by who sticks around after the sweets are gone, nice write dear poet. Richard Lamoureux September 28, 2019 at 7:22 AM That is true. ;0)

Jennifer Proxenos September 27, 2019 at 2:44 PM Hi Rick, Please go back to The Farm across the road for my reply. Hugs, Jenny. Richard Lamoureux September 27, 2019 at 4:19 PM Ok.

Becca Teagan September 27, 2019 at 2:14 PM It reminds me a little of the prodigal son... he had many "friends" until he ran out of money. It's sad to think we're only liked for what material things we have to give. Your poem illustrates the need we all have for acceptance and love. Richard Lamoureux September 27, 2019 at 5:04 PM That’s a great parallel thought. Often the people we want so badly to be friends lack the qualifications.

Caren Krutsinger September 27, 2019 at 1:49 AM This was enough right here, my friend: "I pray it’s a magical treat That someone might then like me and not disappear after they eat." Wow! Richard Lamoureux September 27, 2019 at 8:06 AM Thanks Dear Caren, I could not ask for a sweeter comment. Hugs Rick.

Jerry T Curtis September 26, 2019 at 8:56 PM Now It's pizza and beer but I have to wait for my father's social security check so I can pick his pocket for the necessary 50 bucks it takes. lol This brings back memories, and thanks for stopping by and your kind comments Richard Lamoureux September 27, 2019 at 8:06 AM My pleasure Jerry.

Jennifer Proxenos September 26, 2019 at 2:17 PM Hi Richard children and adults don't differ that much - we all want to be accepted, whether or not we are depends on how human we are - if I could rewind the past, I would be so happy to be your friend, Candy is great though) and now, today, I feel honoured to have met you through poetry soup a faith inspired, honest and kind poet! Hugs, Jennifer. Jennifer Proxenos September 27, 2019 at 2:41 PM Hi Rick, please go back to your comment and my reply In The Farm across the Road. Hugs, Jenny. Richard Lamoureux September 27, 2019 at 8:08 AM The pleasure is mine Jennifer. Thanks so much for such a sensitive and kind response to my poem. Hugs Rick.

Elaine Perrin September 26, 2019 at 6:44 AM I’m welling up ! Sad but lovely :-) x Richard Lamoureux September 26, 2019 at 8:11 AM Thanks Elaine.

Robert Lindley September 25, 2019 at 5:35 PM Great fun poem. My son loves the jelly beans. Robert Lindley September 28, 2019 at 7:06 PM I wasnt being critical my friend. I think it a very fine piece and the fun comment was me remembering my son's great fondness and pleadings for me to buy candy jellybeans when we were at the mall. Richard Lamoureux September 26, 2019 at 8:13 AM I guess I missed the mark, I wasn’t going for fun.

Sara Kendrick September 25, 2019 at 4:15 PM Ahh!! Sad one. I like those Jelly Beans..Maybe you could invite me over. LOL..Thanks for dropping by my page. Sara Richard Lamoureux September 26, 2019 at 8:17 AM My pleasure Sara.

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