My Heart

It's no secret, it's plain to see

I'm not as young as I used to be.

My eyesight is fading away

And my hair is turning gray.

My arthritic knees drive me to tears

And, because of my gut, I haven't seen my feet in years.

But, when it comes to my heart, I have no complaint

Because it shows no signs of ever becoming faint.

In fact, you might say it's beating like it's brand new

Because it beats hardest whenever I'm around you.