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 AS FAR AS I COULD
TO WHERE IT BENT IN THE UNDERGROWTH
THEN TOOK THE OTHER, 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 BACK.
OH, I KEPT THE FIRST FOR ANOTHER DAY!
YET KNOWING HOW WAY LEADS 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