The road not taken

       
            Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
            And sorry I could not travel both
            And be one travtlling long I stood?
            And looked down one as far as I could
            To where it bent in the undergroth;
            Then took the other?as just as fair?
            And having perhaps the better claim?
            Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
            Thought as for that the passing there
            Had worn them really about the same?
            And both that morning egually lay
            In leavs no step had trodden black.
            Oh,I kept the firts 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 wool,and I-
            I took the one less travelled by,
            And that has made all the difference.