June 15, 2010 “The Road Less Traveled”
June 15, 2010 “The Road Less Traveled…”
I write poems from time to time; I have since I was a teen. They have served me well as a way to communicate my thoughts, and as a form of therapy for my emotional side. Some are better than others, very few are noteworthy. I wanted to write about doing with my life what I choose to do…choices…MY CHOICES; step one of the journey.
I write poems…I’m not a Poet. Today I borrow the words again, that I have borrowed before, of Robert Frost…a real Poet.
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.