Update #12

I have not read any this hour. I have been surfing the net and eating a snack.

1330V is hosting a mini-challenge:
Your task: Find a poem and post it. The length of the poem does not matter.
Your prize: Dirt Music by Tim Winton and 3 fridge magnets and dishcloths.This challenge is open to Readers and Cheerleaders and will last until 11pm Pacific time.

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.
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.