My Heart: silly couplets and triplets Once upon a time and very long ago My heart was very young and it was whole Back then, it had a strong and steady beat And did not ever falter, incomplete And love for me was bold and very sweet But later, over time, my heart got used Quite often it was battered and abused And parts of it were lost, or just confused And it began to slowly fall apart This old, decaying, crumbling broken heart How could I know just where I had to start? To put it back just as it was before Was just a much too monumental chore And so I limped along with it like this And tried to act like nothing was amiss Until the day I tasted our first kiss And to my great amazement and delight What once had been so wrong was now so right My poor old heart with broken pieces missing Was mended--all it needed was some kissing Poetry