The Sidewalk Not Taken

(written at the beginning of COVID, with apologies to Robert Frost)

Two sidewalks diverged by a city street
I knew I couldn’t walk each one
I was a traveler with just two feet
Who looked upon the path concrete
Knowing one I’d have to shun

They looked the same, though one was curved
The other plain and straight
The curved one narrow, I observed
It left me just a bit unnerved
This fact would complicate

The choice split right in front of me
No path I had yet trod
In choosing there was no guarantee
My fear of logic flawed
And looming now my destiny

Although a decision I had feared
An answer walked in the mist
An unmasked man to me appeared
I chose the walk less traveled since
All COVID I resist

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