The Road Not Taken, by Robert Frost, has been my favorite poem ever since I had to memorize it in 5th grade. I love that when I second guess myself or really just want to take the easy way out of something, this poem comes to my mind and reminds me that all of the big decisions I'm making and all of the hard things I'm doing now will help me grow into the best person I can be.
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; |
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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, |
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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. |
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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
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Hey! I just quoted this poem in my talk this past Sunday...I love it too :)
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