Stubborn Love
Steel blue eyes that search your heart,
moistened by tears whenever we part.
Honey blonde hair frames a Romanic gaze,
tenacious willpower strengthens her ways.
Woe betide an aggressor whatever their kin,
no matter how righteous - they just cannot win.
Near four score years may weaken physique,
stronger in courage, disenchantingly meek.
She stands her ground, never gives a metre,
I love her so much - who else, but my Rita?
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