The Road Not Taken
This is a wonderful poem by Robert Frost, that my 10th and 11th grade English teacher read to my class on our last day of school. She told us that she wanted us to make the right choices in life. Mrs. Ingrid Gillman (Mrs. IG for short) is one of the most wonderful teachers I have ever had in my life. She has taught me many things, encouraged me when she didn't have to, she even nominated me for the National English Merit Award. I am putting this poem on here as a thanx to her. Thanx Mrs. IG, this one is for you!!!
By 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 to 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.
