The Road Not Taken

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 equaily lay in leaves on step had trodden black.

oh, i kept the first for another day!

Ye knowing how way leads on to way I doubted if i should ever come back.

I shell be telling this with a sigh somewhere ages hence: two roads diverged in a wood, and I, I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.