Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and the traveler could not take both. He stood for a long time deciding which path to take first, eventually choosing the less worn path that seemed grassier even though the roads were equally worn. Knowing that one choice can lead to many others, he doubts he will return to explore the other path, and believes this decision will make all the difference when recounted in the distant future.

1. The Road Not Taken By Robert Frost

2. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I could

3. 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;

4. Though as for that the passing thereHad worn them really about the same,And both that morning equally layAnd leaves no step had trodden black.

5. 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

6. 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.