No Roads To Travel Here!
Oh, no! You’ve taken the road less travelled … and it’s closed!
The page you were looking for, unfortunately, is missing. It’s under construction or not yet walked, I would imagine.
Here’s a little silver lining though: you’re now free to explore uncharted territories! Who knows, you might just stumble upon a hidden gem of a destination that no one else has ever seen before.
If you find something, can you drop me a line and let me know where it is? Thanks!
The Road Not Taken
BY ROBERT FROST
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.