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The Stubborn One

by The QuillOak Editors

1I didn't know the names of things

2until you'd gone: the phlox, the stocks,

3the rose you called “the stubborn one.”

4I learned them from your seed-packet box.

5Now every spring they all come back,

6the ones you planted, row by row,

7and I stand in them like a child

8who's only just begun to know.

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Quick facts

Poem
The Stubborn One
Poet
The QuillOak Editors
Length
8 lines
Form
Rhyming Poems, Lyric Poem
Themes
Poems About Mom, Grief, Family, Spring

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Shape
8 lines · 2 quatrains
End rhyme
ABCB in every stanza — ballad rhyme — only lines 2 and 4 chime.
Line length
Mostly 8-syllable lines (tetrameter length).
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QuillOak originalThe Stubborn One, authored for QuillOak by The Quillery
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Full text · United States · reviewed 2026-07-18
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