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Connie would like to share her art and travels with the world-- perhaps some writing too...
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, 1913
That is fabulous photo. I noticed the spelling of Chariton. I wondered if they were in Chariton, Iowa. I originally came from the Murray, Osceola area, but I had relatives in Chariton. The divorces are interesting as they were few and far between when I was growing up in our area. The Great Grandparents are good-looking people.
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