The Road Not Taken.
A Poem by Robert Frost (American Poet 1874 – 1963).
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.
Why do I love this poem?
So many times in my life I had to make the right decision – in retrospect, it was always the right one and brought me to the point I am at today.
Most important are the two concluding lines of Robert Frosts poem:
“I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”
I couldn’t agree more.
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