I have always wanted to be the person that takes the less-traveled road...I can honestly say this poem has stayed with me since my high school days when I realized just what a difference making the less popular choice could make. I hope this is a lesson that I am passing along to my children and living by example every day.
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, 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
4 comments:
My favorite poem of all time. I memorized it in the 6th grade and have gone back to it over and over again through the years.
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xxx M.
Me, too! The road less traveled.
I LOVE that poem too -- and the road less traveled as well!
I also love this poem. I memorized it in eighth grade.
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