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 marked 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.
Not quite like the small, square yellow sticky notes at all really...think legal size post-its!!
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Sunny Fall Day in Indiana
It's lovely today. The sun is shining, the fall colors are in their prime, and the temperature is hovering just under 60. I would love to take the afternoon off and go explore the woods with my camera in hand. However, there is much to be done here in the office, and so I will press on with the piles before me, but if only...
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