Two R

Written by Robert Frost on January 1, 1916
Arranged by Matthew Terrell on February 18, 2013
Published in Issue 007

two roads diverged.

in a yellow wood--and sorry i could not travel both and be one (traveler) long i stood.


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)