The road not taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one travtlling long I stood?
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergroth;
Then took the other?as just as fair?
And having perhaps the better claim?
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Thought as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same?
And both that morning egually lay
In leavs no step had trodden black.
Oh,I kept the firts 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 wool,and I-
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.