One can be the loneliest number;
Two is always a pair,
Three is the trinity or three musketeers,
Or Goldilock’s famous three bears.
Four is two couples going out on a date
Five is a handful of fingers;
Six of anything makes a collection,
Seven is Seagram’s and lingers.
Eight is enough was an old TV show;
The number of planets is nine
Ten Commandments were give by God,
Eleventh hour –the latest possible time.
Twelve, of course, makes a dozen
And a film about twelve angry men;
There are also twelve days of Christmas,
Which takes me back to UNO again.
But one has no need to be lonely –
One God one earth, one moon and one sun
a whole number all by itself,
A single entity – that’s one.
I am a human, myself, just one.
Not half of another, just me —
Responsible only for my thoughts and deeds,
and my soul – for all eternity