all the difference

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. 


  1. This is really really beautiful. I love what you say at the bottom of the poem about becoming an artist. It's a scary path to take but it is so fulfilling and you can't not do what you were born to do. I've always loved this poem, and this post made me love it more.

    Congrats on graduating!

    Tightrope to the Sun

  2. Great photos! Good luck with everything

  3. congratulations! must be such a good feeling to be done!

  4. The road less traveled always has the best rest stops. Congratulations!

  5. You can only really be something large in your own life. Congrats.



  6. Congrats! You look beautiful! Love you