Four

I like the number four

Four is my favorite number, though I really don't know why

It always comes out of my mouth, I don't even have to try

Four digits for a password, two sets of twins

I don't really know why it's not one or six

Four is my favorite number, I'll give you some reasons why

Starting with a four-leaved clover and four slices of a pie

There are only four seasons, four directions as well

It also has a nice ring to it, I'm sure you can tell

Maybe it's the four in my family, parents and two sisters

Maybe it's the age I started learning funny tongue twisters 

It might seem amusing or weird to you

But it is the number of colors I liked before I settled on blue 

 

It came so naturally, I didn't have to choose

Four lines in a verse, in four I find muse

Will I change my favorite number? Only time would tell

But for now, I'm staying willingly under its spell