Stony Brook, Minnesota; September 11, 2009
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
So true it is, So true I say.
ReplyDeleteNever again shall I pass this way.
Ago it was, seems but a day.
Holy shit old man!
Its been forty years!
Pull your head from the sand!
By the way, sept.11 2009 was the day I fell and broke my leg. Had I known you were in town, I might have seen you and perhaps I wouldn't have fallen. Oh just so much water down the brook. Very nice pic!
ReplyDeleteI forgot you broke your leg...where did you break it?
ReplyDeleteAt home,,,, My own dam steps... Was a very "bad news night" I will never recover from it. Nor will my leg.
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