I just never tire of reading this poem…a good reminder to keep all options open and to make your choices boldly…circumstances be damned…or welcomed!
But don’t you just wonder, “And that has made all the difference”… good difference or bad? I am quite curious to know and yet, inside I think the answer rests: to each his own path lies and to each, the difference is clear.
Read, enjoy, and make your own choice.
Robert Frost (1874–1963)
The Road Not Taken
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.