The Road Not Taken -  by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry I could not travel both,

And be one traveller, 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 travelled by, and that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost offers a valuable lesson on individuality and choice. Don’t follow the crowd, he says through the metaphor of a walk through the woods. Instead of taking the path that others have walked before, forge your own. After all, we each have a distinct personality and should nurture it instead of copying the rest of the world.