I thought it would never end, said the first
It was dirty, hard
hot, and lonesome.
Huge rock slides stood in my way
and I was forced to cross many swollen streams
I got wet and tossed about.
My feet were swollen
and my shoulders ached from the pack straps.
I slept on the hard ground
and cursed the day I chose that place.
The second man said
Yes, it was hard
I remember the boulders
I remember the streams
I remember the long stretches of switchbacks
and the hard ground that was my bed.
My only regret
is that the trail ended
all too soon.
I would go back
but I have already been there
so now I will look
for another trail.