“The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost

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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 onto 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 road less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

The effect of this poem cannot be put into words–let alone by me. I memorized it at 13 years old and have carried it close to my heart ever since.

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8 responses »

  1. One of my favorite and most memorable poems. I love the last stanza. I had to memorize this in school too and I remember my mom helping me memorize it and every time we’d get to the last line we’d yell “and that has made ALLLLLLLLL the difference”. Thanks for bringing back a fond memory for me!!

  2. This was the first poem I read that I actually liked. I remember reading it and thinking, “weeell… maybe poetry isn’t that bad…”

    Four years later and I’m an English major. Go figure.

  3. it’s really good and wise! thank you for sharing… I don’t read that much poetry and I have to say I’ve really missed out on some exquiste writing. I’m glad I found you…

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