Two Roads.

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. -Robert Frost

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

...it is a new year

Through the mess, through the heartache, through the laughter, through the hope and The Promise, it is a new year.

1 comment:

  1. I think you are an amazing person. With a wonderful heart, you deserve so much. wish i could help make things easier for you, but it seems as if i caused more pain and heartbreak. i dont deserve you but i don't want to give up having you in my life. theres so many thing's i would like to do. im just trying to figure out the right way. till next time sweetheart. Terrance Walker

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