A Poem Worth Loving.

The Road Not Taken 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 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.

-This poem caught my attention due to the message behind it. I was able to relate to it in which I myself am not sure of what road to take. There is always that curiosity of "what if I went this way?" or "what if I did this instead?" With much of the college talk going around and many different ideas on what to do and what my next step is going to to be, this poem is a great way of showing that wonder.