“The Road Not Taken” is a poem by Robert Frost. It is one of my favorite poems because I really feel its meaning about choosing the paths of your life. Whenever we meet a crossroad in our life, we just have to trust ourselves to make the right choice, even if it is the hard one. Then looking back, we can reflect on that choice, for better or worse, and strive on ahead with life.
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.
