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.
The two roads just like the choices we have. We often choice the life, career, and so on. We make decision when we meet the choices. We need to take responsibilities for our choices because we can’t re-choice the same thing after we make decision, but we sometimes feel regret our choice, and thinking “If my decision is another one, the end is the same as now, or not.” I think the narrator is a young person because we make many decisions as career, life type, the wife, the husband, the house, and so on when we are still young. We cant re-choice the one after we choice already. Even if we could choice again, but the situation is totally different as before we make FIRST decision that we can’t catch the time that was gone. I think the poem tell us that we shouldn’t regret our decision because we never know if we made different decision that the end is better, or not.
