that has made all the difference

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.



just since we're on a poetry kick, this is one my favorites by Robert Frost.



also, I wanted to let you all know that you won't hear from me probably until Camp Hope, because my dad and I are going on a father/youth campout with my youth group this weekend, and won't be back til Sunday (all of which will be spent unpacking, doing laundry and repacking)! so I'll see you Monday and 'hopefully' I have a ride in the van...haven't heard yet about that so if not, then I'll see you at Mazama!!!