The Road Not Taken


As a high school student, Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken was a source of inspiration and encouragement, reminding me to chart my own path.  Somewhere along the way, the significance of it’s meaning got lost as other matters quickly took precedence.  Embarking on a new endeavor, these words take on a greater meaning, and seem even more appropriate now than the did over twenty years ago.


The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

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.


2 comments on “The Road Not Taken

  1. It really does connote a lot more meanings. Very lovely poem

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  2. Kay Morris says:

    You are so right! Reading this poem again after so many years was like discovering a treasure chest ☺


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