Random thought for the day

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[Lew L]

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took the one less traveled by...

 

[Gwolf]

took the one less traveled by...

That is a shortened version they use as a quotation.

The complete poem is here:

The Road Not Taken​

By 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.

 

[Gwolf]

 

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[BamaJohn]

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Love Robert Frost!

 

[BamaJohn]

Age brings an increased-understanding of things not prior-considered.

Axiom 1: Adjust to the “New Normal”
Axiom 2: Lower one’s expectations of being pain-free, due to the ever-changing nature of Axiom 1.

 

[Gwolf]

Love Robert Frost!

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening​

By Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

 

[BamaJohn]

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YES
And his poem after seeing an old woodpile in waste:
...."And leave it there far from a useful fireplace
To warm the frozen swamp as best it could
With the slow smokeless burning of decay."

 

[Gwolf]

YES
And his poem after seeing an old woodpile in waste:
...."And leave it there far from a useful fireplace
To warm the frozen swamp as best it could
With the slow smokeless burning of decay."

The Wood Pile by Robert Frost

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44276/the-wood-pile