Answer:
There are four of us but it seems like everyone loves spades the most.
My rings are not worth much, but they do tell my age. What am I?
I move very slowly. I accompany life, and survive past demise. I am viewed with esteem in many women’s eyes.
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams dreamt my merest touch brings laughter.
Although a human shape I wear Mother I never had; And though no sense nor life I share in finest silks I'm clad. By every miss I'm valued much beloved and highly prized; still my cruel fate is such by boys I am often despised.
Long and slinky like a trout, never sings till it's guts come out.