Just Jen

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.