An Endearing Obstinacy
Look around, and you'd see mulishness,
And recalcitrance, in droves; alas unfortunate!
Yet in this age of the glorified "headstrong",
How fortunate to find, an enduring, endearing obstinate!
It's not the short lived torrent that carves,
But the slow, patient, unyielding water that cuts.
Turbulent, putting it mildly, she might appear,
But her dogged persistence, is what drives her guts.
It's not the momentary inferno that transforms,
But the unwavering, growing fire that revolutionizes.
Her giggling, jocular, jovial self may have you fooled,
But I have gazed into the flames that hide behind this guise.
Her few moments of misguided willfulness,
Beg the question - I am crazy. What do you see in me?
I see a pure soul, an undeterred fighter;
A whole lot of passion, lacking in, and endearing to me.
And recalcitrance, in droves; alas unfortunate!
Yet in this age of the glorified "headstrong",
How fortunate to find, an enduring, endearing obstinate!
It's not the short lived torrent that carves,
But the slow, patient, unyielding water that cuts.
Turbulent, putting it mildly, she might appear,
But her dogged persistence, is what drives her guts.
It's not the momentary inferno that transforms,
But the unwavering, growing fire that revolutionizes.
Her giggling, jocular, jovial self may have you fooled,
But I have gazed into the flames that hide behind this guise.
Her few moments of misguided willfulness,
Beg the question - I am crazy. What do you see in me?
I see a pure soul, an undeterred fighter;
A whole lot of passion, lacking in, and endearing to me.
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