What’s your favorite poem? The Road Not Taken has always been mine. I remember having to learn it in elementary school. It just stuck with me ever since. I took this photo while communing with nature at the NY Planting Fields Arboretum, a wonderful place to relax and just be.. Although it doesn’t quite match the description in the poem, I think poem and photo compliment each other just the same.
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.
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