Analysis of Numbers

Richard Groff 1957 (Pottstown, Pa.)



Four is for completeness,
Something that I need,
Not symbolically finished,
But finished yes indeed!

Some think that it’s seven,
And some think that it’s ten,
But these are only Numbers,
The fourth book once again.

Worldly people think a lot;
But religious people can’t;
They follow all the paths of men;
Just like the little ant.

But I am not an insect;
On God I do depend;
I just need Him inside of me;
And Jesus as my friend!


Scheme XAXA XBXB XCBC XDXD
Poetic Form Quatrain 
Metre 111010 10111 10100010 110101 111110 011111 1111010 011101 1010101 1010101 11010111 110101 111111 111101 11110111 010111
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 437
Words 98
Sentences 4
Stanzas 4
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4
Lines Amount 16
Letters per line (avg) 21
Words per line (avg) 5
Letters per stanza (avg) 83
Words per stanza (avg) 20
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Written on August 04, 2008

Submitted by dawg4jesus on February 08, 2023

Modified on March 05, 2023

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