I want to say
I want to write
I want to film
I want to type
I want to sign
I want to show
I want to sing
I want to let go
I want to share
but why do I dare
the censor is there

I'm truly just super nice
and I pay the price
I'm blessed with generosity
without reciprocity
I hold no malice
with your ego palace
and in the end
you are still my friend

4 pounds
4 legs
4 seventeen years
4 the kisses
4 the best boy ever
4 being there always
4 all the **** walks
4 all the accidents
4 all the num nums
4 constant protection
4 pure pure love
4 ever in our heart
4 we will meet again

I go by my given initials...M.T.
some say cause of my head...EMPTY
do not we all start this way
and then fill it, day-by-day
but what goes in is up to us
some fill with love and light
some with hate and spite
some with only self
some with only wealth
some with dreams alone
some with things unknown
mine is now full of care and grace
and spills over from my small space
dripping words that end up here
to fill yours through eye or ear

mother's strength
where does it come
who knows where from
a great storm of the past
a hard road traveled fast
a spirit that does not fade
a smile that must be made
a stern voice, required indeed
a caring hug for the need
a vision of potential
a straighten-up gaze...essential
a tear held from fall
a prayer over each and all
a giving heart of endless love
God provided...all of the above

If you stand in front of your ego, you can see things way better

I'm an idiot
so I'm told
I'm stupid
said young and old
I'm dumb
estimate...ten-fold
not concerned
your opinion..oversold