The Road Not Taken By: 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.

I LUV THIS POEM I THINK IT SAYS SO MUCH I KNOW THAT I COPIED AND PACED AND IM SORRY BUT I REALLY WANTED TO HAVE THE PPL THAT HAVENT READ THIS POEM TO READ IT. PLZZ DONT TELL ME THAT I  COPYED AND PASTE CUZ I KNOW I DID

I HOPE U INJOYED IT 8]>