This poem always comes to mind in the Fall. Yes, I DO understand the symbolism, but I can also picture standing in a literal woods and looking down the paths. THE ROAD NOT TAKEN 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. Robert Frost Click here to return to the main Fall page. Or Here for the main Simple at Heart Page. Pretty background from http://www.hellasmultimedia.com/webimages/ Aspen leaf from a photo I transparentized, other leaves from compilation sites all pages © 2006 Leslie Prest