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Mary Frances Phillips ...•
who left our live on March l 0, 1998 .
The Road ot Taken And both that morning equally lay
In leave no tep had trodden black.
T o road diverged in a yello ood, Oh, I kept the fir t for another day!
And orry I could not travel both Yet knowing ho ay lead on to ay,
And be one traveler, long I tood I doubted if I hould ever come back.
And loo ed down one a far a I could I hall be telling this ·th a igh
To where it bent in the undergrowth; Some here age and age hence:
Then tool the other, a ju t a fair, T o road diverged in a ood, and I-
And having perhap the better claim, I took the one le traveled by,
Becau e it a gra y and anted ear; And that ha made all the difference.
Though a for that the pa ing there
Had worn them really about the ame, By Robert Fro t
160 In Memory
