See and hear the author read this poem at:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TDbkGB7aWq0
Had I Known
The world turns, the heart yearns, passion burns.
The time crawls, new love palls, the curtain falls.
Can't go back, what a lack, get no slack.
The body dries, failing eyes, no more tries.
Just one time, not a dime, what a crime!
Forever came, turned up lame, who's to blame?
From: The Beckoning Hand
Copyright 2006 © James Walter Orr