The Other Day Poem by William McGehee

I wonder ‘bout the other day,
If I had gone instead of stayed
Or simply took a different way-
A hidden path that lead astray.

What grand adventures might have had
Their birth in tidings, good or bad,
Or sacred knowledge, secret clad
Could find to make the world go mad.

But hindsight is a danger for
What might have happened is no more
The past is locked behind the door
So live and breathe for what's in store.