Deborah Ashdown Poems
|2.||The Homeless Man||2/20/2006|
|3.||Life Can Be?||2/22/2006|
|4.||How I Long||2/22/2006|
|5.||I Have No Regrets||2/23/2006|
|6.||My Bed-Room, My Play-Room||2/25/2006|
|9.||Not Enough Time||2/12/2006|
|12.||I Love You||2/12/2006|
|18.||My Friend Duncan||2/17/2006|
|22.||My Lost Love||2/14/2006|
|24.||My Magic Box||2/12/2006|
|25.||A Day Outside||2/13/2006|
|26.||I Hate You Daddy||2/12/2006|
|28.||My True Love||2/22/2006|
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My True Love
When you're in pain, I will endure pain.
When you cry, I will perceive your sorrow.
When you're ill, I will restore your health.
When you're cold, I will be your insulation.
When you feel hunger, I will nourish you.
When you're weak, I will be your strength.
When you no longer breath, I will harbour your memory.
When you stray, I will forgive you.
When you shout, I will not rise to your holler.
When you want to be alone, I will permit you space.
When you no longer feel love, I will not blame you.
When you argue, I will not strike back.
When you no longer ...
Life Can Be?
Life can be good.
Life can be bad.
No point in thinking of what I could have had!
I have to make most of my time that is left.
Before one or both of us go to our death.
They say the best thing in life, is the love of a mother.
You never gave us a chance, you just didn't bother.
The love you had inside, you never shared.