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 one as far as i could.

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• 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

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• 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.

Two roads diverged In a wood, and I.

And that has made all the difference.