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 tother, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy ans 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
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Thank you for adding me to your blogroll. My hope for you is that you will continue to take the road not taken or the one less traveled. I promise you that if you continue that it will get better just don’t stop fighting if all you have left is a pinky to call for help. That is still fighting. I have 9 years on you, I know that it does get better. I can’t believe I can say that. Don’t tell my therapist…he’ll use it against me.