The Late Bloomer Baby Boomer - 1 Poem by Richard Wlodarski
The Late Bloomer Baby Boomer - 1
The Late Bloomer Baby Boomer - 1
Life begins...
Mother's eyes searching
For his true essence
Cries are hushed
By lullaby
Her sweet smile
Envelops him
With a soft kiss
Baby's eyes close
Falling asleep
Days turn into weeks...
And weeks into months...
And months into years
Richard Wlodarski (c) 2026
Monday, June 15, 2026
Topic(s) of this poem: heart song,kiss,cry,human life,mother and child,baby,babyhood,sleeping,time
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The Late Bloomer Baby Boomer series. A series of poems based on the high points in my life. It was/is a fascinating self-awareness exercise in writing poetry.
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