Favorite Poem

The Road Not Taken (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.


(The above poem is one that I had to recite in front of my reading class in 6th grade..I have loved it ever since..although I did not love the fact that I had to stand in front of 30 plus other students at the time..but the poem is one of my favorites now)