Wednesday, May 2, 2012

The road ahead...

Two roads diverged... and I took the one to the beach.
  Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I ~

I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
~ Robert Frost, 1916 ~


  1. Replies
    1. Yes... and the image I found was perfect...

  2. A truly talented man. Thanks for the reminder. Given a choice, I will always take the road less travelled myself.


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