I look down from the shelf
I stand there by myself
I'm an elder, retired
My story's been admired
I've been read countless times
The Swiss breeze rattling chimes
I think the stupid drips
They decided to rip
Me into rags, tatters
Kind of really matters
I tell a great story
Of goodness and glory
I'm inspirational
So motivational
And now my story ends
Despite the twists and bends
I deign to preserve
Throughout the long, long years
I am Heidi, the book
And that's your heart I just took