One is tender-hearted.
She is the talkative one.
Communication is her outlet in life.
The radio talker, poetry writer, song singer
She breathes life into the room with every word that she speaks into existence
One feels lonely sometimes.
She needs others to command her heart beats now and again.
She forgets that she commands the room with her smile.
Without her the environment would be grey and silent.
Her color is pale mint, a naturalist in essence, vibrant in beauty, but pastel in tenderness.
One is truly unique
An extrovert exterior and an introvert interior
Thriving on touch and generosity
One
Two is strong
She is the bold one.
The decision-maker
Without her nothing would ever be accomplished.
Her bluntness comes from her inner strength, a past necessity.
Two is soft on the inside.
A true heart lies deep beyond her dry wit and masked face
A wealth of compassion can be found there, ready to spring up when called for
Sometimes she forgets to breathe in the emotions of humanness.
Cleanly in habit and face, she orders her life
Two is brown in color.
She is as natural as the earth, A necessity for growth and support
Two
Three is understated
Her subtlety is profound
But every so often she pops to life and makes the room laugh.
She is a precious flower.
Tender, gentle, and delicate
Three is the quiet one, but she is calculated.
She is graceful and smooth in all she accomplishes
People intimidate her, but unnecessarily
For she is stronger than she thinks she is.
Sweet, and never bitter, she is a true caring friend.
Three is purple in color.
Deep in shade, but light in heart.
She complements all the other colors, each relationship different.
Three
Four is loving
She is the understanding one.
Empathy incarnate, she holds the world's problems withing.
Always ready to lend out her heart
She walks in the shadow of things.
Sometimes assumed introverted and quiet
She surprises those close to her with bursts of wit and laughter.
A lively, lovely personality despite the scars on her heart
Four finds the good in all and nurishes the soul.
She is gentle and kind, but defensive of those she loves.
Four is blue, a shade that changes in each light
Slate, baby blue, cyan, she adapts
Four
One plus Two plus Three plus me is four.
Four is a perfect number, for each is never truly alone.
{The "Four" stanza was written for me, about me, by a truly beautiful soul}
Copyright: October 6, 2012
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