Choose – the paths we choose can make all the difference in our lives. Sure, maybe some roads are easy, but do we learn and grow along the way? I for one will pick the other road, because I am a firm believer in growing into the best individual that I can possibly be. This poem is 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.
Posted on: Sat, 10 Aug 2013 15:51:04 +0000
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