The Late Bloomer Baby Boomer - 4 Poem by Richard Wlodarski

The Late Bloomer Baby Boomer - 4

Grading five
Aging ten
Milestone
Creativity
Awakening
Teacher loving
Children rousing
Three wise men cheering
Life of Jesus dawning
Amazed by miracle
Of my own rebirth
Words embracing my heart and soul
Jesus whispering poems of divinity
Penetrating the dark recesses of my mind
Pure white healing light filling every cell
Rendering me helpless...surrendering
Like a whipped puppy I bow my head...humbled
Humility reminding me of my humaneness
Kneeling I open my heart and tears flooding my eyes
As I regress to a time so long ago where I had witnessed
Through the eyes of three wise men the life and death of my true saviour

Days turn into weeks...
And weeks into months...
And months into years...


Richard Wlodarski (c) 2026