The Road Not Taken a poem by Robert Frost

 

Itís thought that the title of the best selling book, The Road Less Traveled, by Scott Peck has its origin in this poem.

 

In todayís world of multiple choices itís important that we make as many correct choices as possible during our life journey: so I have placed this pertinent and beautiful poem here for us to ponder when confronted with those difficult life decisions.

 

I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

 

Garry Greenwood

 

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
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 marked 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.

Robert Frost