The world is a big place and at times it can be hard for us to figure out where we fit in. However, one of the greatest things about the world is that it provides us with so many different opportunities.
The world we live in presents us with choices. In the following poem, Robert Frost explores how the decisions you make will lead you down a particular path in life.
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 fi rst 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.
diverged: branched off; moved in a
different direction
undergrowth: small trees and plants that grow beneath larger trees
