Two Roads . . .

The Road Not Taken- Robert 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;
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.

I just really love this poem. I may have studied it in college, I really can’t remember. I crammed all of my classes in as fast as I could, and graduated in 3 years instead of 4, so I could follow my soul mate to Texas. I don’t regret that decision in the least. Sometimes I wish I remembered more of what I learned in college. I love school so much, and can’t wait to go back.
To me this poem means many things. It represents to me, the choices we make in life, and how you always wonder what would’ve happened if chose a different path. I think that I have chosen “the one less traveled by”, I like to think I have. Maybe I didn’t so much choose it, but was led down that path by God. And “that has made all the difference.”

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