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.

 

 

 

    This poem is all about making choices in life, choices are very important it's a life changing decision and impossible to turn back after making a choice. In this poem the author chooses to go down the less travelled road instead of going down the more popular road that is easier, in life this is very common people like to take the easier way out or be a follower instead of being a leader. He made his own path and had no regrets, in life people try to fit in instead of being there own individual, later on in life people will respect you more if you are your own individual.