Thank You #41 The Road Not Taken

TY #41

I noticed this street sign in middle of someone’s back yard, with only this sidewalk leading up to it. It reminds of the poem The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost. It was one my favorite poems as a child.

Sometimes, I regret the decision I’ve made at various crossroads in my life.  I’ve chosen both the well-traveled, the less traveled, or just chosen from equally travelled roads.  Whatever the case, I’ve wished to go back and choose the other.

The poem is a good reminder that regret only comes in retrospect.  Only in hindsight, does the “other” road look better.  Given that my life is good one, even a blessed one, I shouldn’t live with regrets for what might have been.  The road not taken?  Like the photo above, it could have led to seemingly nowhere.  But a back yard is still somewhere.  It’s all about perspective.

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.

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