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

4 woofs:

Aki (kotakitam) said...

Nice photos and nice poem too...

Aki kene baca this again esok pagi.. malam sgt dah ni... hehe.. otak dah lembab nak digest... huhu...

Nite nite Anny...

Anny said...

yep.. nice poem.. always loved it.. cos i am usually the one who walked the other way.. ;) but roads.. diverge.. will always meet back in the end.. the lessons learnt will be same. Its just the roads taken that are different.

Nessa said...

Dalam juga maksud poem ni kan... tapi kalau road tu dead end, cemana ya??

I've alwes taken the safer and trusted roads... not the type to take risks. But I wish I did take the roads less traveled...

Anny said...

err.. kalu deadend... walk balik le.. hahahahaha..

i take some risks cos i am still single... if i am married n have dependents.. i will be less of a risk-taker too ;)

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