Behind me, the fork.
I chose the wrong branch and found
(I thought today I would participate in The Daily Post challenge word of the day. I submit my humble attempt at haiku, which is a reference to the Robert Frost poem about two roads diverging in a yellow wood. Unfortunately in my poem I chose the wrong branch in the road and found not trees – and branches – shading me from the sun, but the streets and buildings I tried to leave behind.)