The Late Bloomer Baby Boomer - 6 Poem by Richard Wlodarski
The Late Bloomer Baby Boomer - 6
The Late Bloomer Baby Boomer - 6
Grading ten aging fifteen I meet guardian angel
English teacher guidance counsellor all rolled into just one
Wolfe fiercely killing the lamb's endured pain
Gently embracing me with her empathy
Projecting a mother's love yet unfulfilled
Guiding me...advising me...protecting me...
Wolfe is the epitome of teaching
Lamb is willing and able to learn
Together they ignite the spark of genius within
And blaze a trail into the frontier of the mind
Perfecting communication...twin consciousness
Freeing my subconscious mind from conformity
Days turn into weeks...
And weeks into months...
And months into years...
Richard Wlodarski (c) 2026
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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8/30/2026 12:31:21 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
A beautiful succinct tribute to a great teacher with a beautiful heart and mind. You are lucky! Loved this series.
2) cont'd: Very happy that you're loving this series, Poetess Friend. It really starts to pick up with very colourful imagery and metaphors. So many THANKS for your support and encouragement, Rose Marie!
Yes, Rose Marie I've been very fortunate to have had such a compassionate teacher, guidance counsellor, muse and mentor in my life. It is a labour of love to write this part of this series as a tribute to a truly great human being.