Feb 1, 2008


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...
robert frost


pulasan007 said...

suke poem nih...blaja time skolah menengah
time tu x bape nk hayati sbb mls.tp skang cam boleh hayati dgn baik skek.

aen_aisyah said...

hehe.asyah hayati dr dlu ag.hehe.
tada ah..ble da byk menda jd dlm idup,seiring usia yg bertambah ni,baru kite lebih appreciate sesuatu yg kite ada..
tu pum kdg2 terlepas pandang..
asyik tgk rumput hijau kampung sebelah je.heh.