The Road Not Taken by Robert Lee Frost
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;
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.
This was posted for the Etsy Bloggers Weekly Carnival. I hope you enjoyed it . (Comments are always appreciated.)
4 comments:
Such a wonderful poem. Thank you for posting this and for participating in the blog carnival.
You and I selected the same poem for our blog carnival posts!
That was neat, with the photo. He looks like he would be a person, hiking in the woods. Thanks.
"...Two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference."
Thank you for reminding me of this wonderful poem! :)
...and MANY THANKS for the touching comment you left on my blog! I am so humbled and honored!!
~Patti
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