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 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.

LIFE. its all about making choices. the choices we make write our own destiny. a person once said, "life is a sum of choices we make"
one wrong step and there's no way back. many a time we tend to get rash in making decisions, thinking we can always turn back again and take another route. but as this poem states that way leads on to way, we may never be able to travel the other paths of life.
therefore, we better take a moment to think carefully than saying if only i had.... with a sigh.