A pair of feet diverged in gray sand,
and sorry I could not travel both
and I be one traveler, long I stood.”
Two paths: One well traveled and respected,
But one overgrown and neglected.
To be alone and take the “Road less Traveled”
Or to be safe and take the well traveled lane with someone.
I did what was expected, and turned from the neglected,
Because that’s how it’s suppose to be.
However, I often ponder:
The lesser traveled lane,
and the time I do squander.
Thoughts are hard to ascertain.
I have decided hence
that when two paths diverge in gray sand;
sometimes the path you take makes no
difference at all.
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