I may be getting old
A little out of date
But, the love I send to you
Is still, first rate
For the value I hold in friendship
Improves with time
It doesn't wear out
Dear friend of mine
I may move a little slower
Squeak and crack, everywhere
My mind is not as sharp
BUT, my mind IS still there
I'm not as fast, as I use to be
So please don't gripe
I have to hunt and peck my letters
That's just my type
You know, I love to keep in touch
And I'm still not too frail
To send a little message ...
You Got Mail!!