Forward, slow as she goes

[BeingMe]

I love poetry, and in fact, am studying Creative Writing, and one of the components of that degree is writing poetry. Robert Frost wrote that famous poem, The Road Not Taken, and it makes me think of we who are on this message board. We are travelers in life, who have potentially lost our companions. And, in that loss, we see divergent paths that we must take. I hope we all choose the right path, the one less traveled, the one that takes courage. And, I do hope it "makes all the difference".

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.