The Road Not Taken - 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.

Robert Frost (March 26, 1874 ? January 29, 1963) was an American poet. “The Road Not Taken" is one of Frost's most popular works, which consists of four stanzas of 5 lines each in iambic tetrameter. The narrator in the poem describes two diverged roads in a forest. Taking the one less traveled by, he says that he would tell in the future that it made his life different. A French philosopher, Jean Paul Sartre, once said that life is choice between Birth and Death, which means life is an endless stream of choices. Every day we need to make decisions, from the trivial to the significant. I hope you think about both the road you have taken and will take while reading the poem.