a thought

if i took a saturday / to see her again
would i be toying with her gentle heart?
if i stay by her side / when she is in pain
would i have rather stayed well apart?
when the gale has blown over /
and the storm run its course,
would a breeze be a balm /
for the weary, or worse ?
i knew not the beginning /
and the end's all too clear
but hope springs eternal /
scars disappear.