The Road Not Taken

What happened on the crossroads...

Four roads diverged in front of me,
And sorry I could not travel all
So as a traveller, long I stood
And looked down to one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

But I took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and free of 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:
Four roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference!

...My version of the poem by Robert Frost.

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