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
