Sunday, March 30, 2008
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.
i love the poem :)
Posted by
devina |
Wednesday, April 02, 2008 10:05:00 PM
The only poem i always remember in my mind. Follow what u want...jiayou lo..
Posted by
Anonymous |
Saturday, April 05, 2008 10:49:00 PM
Always liked this poem. =)
Posted by
Pam Song |
Monday, April 07, 2008 12:20:00 AM
i love this poem too~
Posted by
naVICgaTOR |
Monday, April 14, 2008 7:42:00 PM