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Forever  in  Our  Hearts



                          Ms.  Wanda  Poppell



                      November  6 ,  1943                       December  31 ,  2015











                                                                                 The  Road  Not Taken
                                                                                     By  Robert  Frost


                                                                      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.
                                                                      0  h ,  I kept the fi r s t  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.
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