“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood…” 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;

I shall be telling this with a sigh, Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I took the one less traveled by;

And that has made all the differencel

Robert Frost