shiny

This old worn torn heart of mine,
is like a tired old truck.

It has worked so hard,
all of it's life.

It has been used and abused,
a time or two.



It keeps taking a licken,
and I pray it keeps ticken.


So far, so what.

It's not much to look at,
to the casual observer,
this diamond in the ruff,



but with a little TLC,
and a little true love,

it will shine again,
you will see it glow,

then the value of it,
will be known,



yes, it will
be known.

To the victor goes the spoils,
but if you don't spoil it,
what a prize to see,

this worn torn heart of mine,
can once again be,

a shiny prize of pride.