I never liked English in school. My co-workers tease me because I’m not the best speller and I despise grammar. I enjoy reading for entertainment and only enjoyed a few classic literature pieces. However I do have a favorite poem. Probably one of my favorite papers I was forced to write I chose this poem and it made the task a lot easier.
The Road Not Taken
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.
I love the poems written by Robert Frost they always seem to speak to me.