The Road [Not] Taken

The other day right before we got caught in the torrential rain storm at the Tower of London, we were browsing in a small nautical shop that had tons of Titanic paraphernalia (Henry loves this stuff).  Henry and I found this neat antique brass compass with the following Robert Frost poem etched on the inside cover.  It made me smile.  Thought I would find it for you and put it here for everyone to read and enjoy.  Here’s to always looking for the path that’s not worn down by many before but rather forging ahead and making your own way.

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 marked 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

2 thoughts on “The Road [Not] Taken

  1. I have always loved that Robert Frost poem. looks as though are having a great time. Went to Sandra’s , had a very relaxing time . Lots of love to you all. Gram

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