The Road Not Taken

Everything in life is about the roads we choose to take.  My old blog, I decided, was far too negative . . . OK, so I rarely ever posted to it, but its very address and title?  Negative . . .  So, I've decided to take my blog on a new path.  I changed the web address and title, and hope I'm creating a more positive energy.  And, now to share a poem that makes you think about the roads you take . . .

The Road Not Taken

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.

Robert Frost