We were walking on a bridge over a rushing creek. This might be my first bridge! I can easily see the path to follow. At the end of the bridge, the path splits in two. My mom was anxious to see which one I’d take so I could learn a famous poem. But I ended up not taking either.
Could you learn a line or two from this very famous poem? Get your grown up to say it and you repeat the line. :)
"TWO ROADS DIVERGED IN A YELLOW WOOD" by Robert Frost.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both...
And looked down one as far as I could...
And sorry I could not travel both...
And looked down one as far as I could...
Then took the other, as just as fair,...
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back....
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back....
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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