the road not taken

two roads diverged in a yellow wood

and sorry I could not travel both

and be one traveller, long I stood

and looked down one as far as I could

to where it bent in the undergrowth

then took the other just as far

and perhaps the better claim

because it was grassy and wanted wear

though as for that passing there

in leaves no step had trodden black

oh I kept the first for another day

yet knowing how way leads onto 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 wood and I- I took the one less travelled by

and that has made all the difference

two roads diverged in a yellow wood

and sorry I could not travel both

and be one traveler, long i stood

and looked 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

I kept the first for another day

yet knowing how way leads on to way

I doubted should I ever come back

I shall be telling this with a sigh somewhere ages and ages hence

two roads diverged in a wood and I

and that has made all the difference

by Robert Frost