Friday, September 6, 2013

The Road Not Taken - Robert Frost

Sitting at our campfire one morning at one of my favorite spots in the world, I turn around and this is what I see.  While I'm excited to write more and share more, I'm not even going to pretend that my words can capture what Robert Frost did years enjoy!

The Road Not Taken

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. 


  1. Hi Tammy! I'm so glad I caught this post on Facebook this morning. I didn't know you had a blog! Thanks for sharing the lovely photo and poem. THE ROAD NOT TAKEN is my all time favorite poem--well besides one that my husband wrote me. :)

  2. Thank you so much Lisa! I'm glad you found it! Say hello to your family!


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