Two Roads Diverged In A Yello

Written by Robert Frost on January 1, 1916
Arranged by Lil Ashton on February 22, 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".