Woke up with a strong twang of digger need
So I rolled it around and found these:

Draggin around my dragons.
Don’t worry, they’re all safely leashed.
Now and then, they get a tad hungry
And gnaw on my ingrained self belief(s).

This ol boy’s called perfectionism,
His leash, I call, compassion.
He flames up with tough criticisms
And demands his full daily rations.

Now, Pinky here, is my egomaniac.
She loves to be stroked and adored.
She doesn’t get cravings too often,
But when she does, she’ll glut and she’ll gorge.

“Self worth, com’ere darlin, you’re okay”,
Excuse her. She’s really quite shy.
She takes the longest to feed,
But I’m hopin someday, she’ll fly high.

Ohhhhh... Darlin .....Ms Self Worth is flyinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn,,
and from where I sit,,, I am basking in your energy,, your light
Your footprints.....

I loved it!!

Good to see you,loved it

I love the picture you painted with your words--Nicely done DKW....

As always good write...

Thanks y'all.

nice!!!!

and they said dragons were extinct...