The message behind the words

One thing that many people don't know about me, is my absolute love for poetry. Since I was a young child I was fascinated by it, and would write my own, as well as consistently read it. I won numerous contests and was even published. But, it's something that since I had children I let slip away. I want it back.

While I was visiting my parents' earlier this month, my Mom gave me a book that contained a lot of my favorite poems. So...I'm going to share a poem that means something to me (pretty much every poem I love means something special to me), I love looking for the hidden messages within the words. It's interesting to go back and read them now, and how my insight into them years ago, has changed so dramatically now that I am older and have experienced more.

Without further ado, here is the first poem I'd like to share.

The Road Not Taken
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 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