THE ROAD NOT TAKEN BY ROBERT FROST

We look for a way in life.... a path to walk on...
he question is where we want it to lead us???
Frost chose the one less travelled, what about you?
Think where you want to go and how you want to go about it, chosing the less trveled path may make a difference, but chosing the one you like will change your life.

Here comes the poem:

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 couldTo 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 thereHad worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally layIn 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 sighSomewhere 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.