My dad was a simple man. Simple, but very wise. I remember him saying many times: Son, all I want is some peace and quiet. My response now is equally simple : I hear ya, dad. I hear ya! 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; 5 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, 10 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. 15 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. And, lastly ,to quote Led Zeppelin: Its not too late to change the road youre on.
Posted on: Sun, 25 Jan 2015 13:47:34 +0000
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