And stood, and stood, and walked down the other path, wishing that it didn't have to be so. And glanced back, disappointed, wishing that I could take the first. Of course, although the first path was more traveled by, it isn't well traveled by me, so odds are that I would've ended up looping back, but all the same, wishing, wishing, wishing...
Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back...
1 comment:
I believe that in the poem he decides that travelers had worn them really about the same.
Don't get mired in indecision or regret about the decisions you have made. What is done is done, and what you can do now, well, the possibilities are endless. :-)
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