Posted by Leslie Zeigler
I have been reflecting on life and choices we all make and how when we look back we may wonder: What if? What if only we had made other choices ? Can we ever know? Of course not; however, I decided to share this wonderful poem by Frost that is a favorite of mine as food for thought, especially as we approach a new year.
Robert Frost (1874-1963) experienced loss and change early in his life. His father, who died when Frost was only eleven years old, was a journalist and a committed Democrat. After his death, his Scottish mother returned to teaching school. He wrote very movingly about choices, and the inevitability of regret and reflection as we move forward through our lives.
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.