Two Roads

28 Jul

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

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4 Responses to “Two Roads”

  1. Hanlie July 28, 2009 at 12:26 pm #

    Jy en jou passwords darem! Is jy kwaad oor die Savannah foto?

  2. JavaQueen July 28, 2009 at 2:42 pm #

    Beautiful!

  3. Veronica July 28, 2009 at 7:47 pm #

    Frost has always been one of my favourite poets. This is a doozy and so apt x

  4. wends July 29, 2009 at 10:19 am #

    lovely and so apt x

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