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Friday, April 30, 2010

The Road Not Taken

Even though these are Robert Frost's words and not mine, they spoke to me today in a very deep and meaningful way that begs to be shared. So I'm posting this poem as my blog for the day. Enjoy.


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.

1 comments:

used2chaos said...

That is one of my all-time favorite poems, Anne Marie! I think of the last sentence of that poem at least once a week...I have for years. Similar taste, we haz it.