The Road Not Taken

two roads diverged in a yellow wood and be one traveler long I stood and look down one as far as I could to wear it bent in the undergrowth then took the other as just as Fair and having perhaps the better claim for it was grassy and watered where go as for that the passing there had worn them really about the same and both that morning equally claimed and leaves no step trodden black oh I kept it first for another day yet knowing how way leads on to way I doubt it if I would ever come back I will be telling this with a sigh someday ages and ages hints two roads diverged in a wooden and I I took the One Less Traveled by and that has made all the difference