Road Not Taken/Ode to Robert Frost

At the mirror now I stand.
What before me do I see?
Two ways the choice of which to take.
The decision unto me.

Which direction will I travel?
Now of this I must be sure.
One way has signs of pain and grief;
the other even more.

To one a Path of LOVE;
someone else a road of hate.
Be wise in your direction.
Footsteps point your fate.

Of what way will I partake in?
Shall I follow more the beaten?

As I made my choice
and stayed the Path, I wondered:

"What lie on the road not taken."

Randall Paul Prazuch
Copyright © 1992

Originally posted 2010-12-24 14:23:57. Republished by Blog Post Promoter