"The Road Not Taken" is one of my favorite poems because it always helps me to remember that it is okay to do things differently. I’ve never really done things the normal way, and I’ve received a lot of judgment along the way for my less-than-conventional life decisions. However, I know that I would not be achieving my dreams right now if I did not have the courage to take "the [road] less traveled by" all those years ago.
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.
this poem was selected by jessica day, w.c. staff.