inspired by a picture

I got some pictures today from my good friend iggy and one of the pictures in his flikr account brought to mind a poem I had to learn in highschool. I actually had to learn it twice, in fact. One was for the American Writers part of my Humanities class and one for my choir. Choir? Yep choir as it had been put to music and we performed it in one of our concerts.










The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost

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.