The Other Path

“What made you think this was the way?”
Said the man who lost our map.
His charger broke, his phone blacked out,
And our navigation app.

We hiked three days to the fork in the road,
And the sign, all faded and bent.
He said, “Turn right,” but I said, “Left,”
And we started our ascent.

We hacked through thorns and fought the Sun,
Our skin was burnt and bled.
We itched at night from bugs and snakes
And chiggers in our bed.

“This view was worth it!” I told him when
We reached a mountain lake.
But I couldn’t help but wonder about
That path we didn’t take.

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