If I Were Poem by Jennifer Parks

If I were an injured soul
would you attempt to heal me?
Would you hold me in your arms
and whisper sweet nothings?

If I were the raging wind
would you try to tame me
or would you let me run my course
wild and fierce and free?

If I were the fountain of youth
would you drink deeply of me?
Would you slake your thirst for life
or would you prefer to age gracefully?

You see, if I were a circle,
complete I could not be
without you by my side -
without your support in me.