Two Roads Diverge

Written by Robert Frost on January 1, 1916
Arranged by Shane Jesse Christmass on February 19, 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 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