The Road Not Taken
by
Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a
yellow wood,
And sorry I could not
travel both
And be one traveler, long
As I stood
And looked down one as
Far as I could
To where it bent in the
Undergrowth;
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 ones less
Traveled by,
And that has made all the
Difference.
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