That Numbered Person Poem by Fox Tail

That numbered person who used to be close to me
Had a laugh that could shake mountains
And crack open coconut trees
Had a soul that was so sweet and warm like a day at the beach
While still having a great look of personality
That numbered person who used to be close to me
Started with the number one
And ended with three
Always had a smile on their face
Until that one day that that person moved place
And ended up somewhere far away
I still count up to the day
That that numbered person may come my way