Natural or Taught ?

Originally posted by A Desert Rose
The Road Not Taken
Robert Frost

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.

{{{{ ADR}}}}, that poem is in a frame above my desk. You been spying on me? I confess to liking alot of Frost's works. Thanks for the reminder. Although I like to think I am like water in most of my ways. Unlike it, I tend to "not" follow the path of least resistance. again, the more I read, the more I talk, the more I listen, the less I am alone on this road.
 
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