I hope I don’t offend the two
who’ve led me down many roads
For at this point our paths have diverged
I’m not the same way as they outside or in
And I’m not going to apologize for a
different opinion on golden wood,
I know better. Still, I’m grateful I suppose and
I know could have done worse…I—
For give me for forgetfulness. I
Do not regret the path I took
Surely they will understand the
choices I make are no less important than the one
or more lessons they taught to me. Though I promise I’ve made no less
mistakes with my own choices than with their’s, I wish to have traveled
far beyond where they expected and I will no longer just stand by
Credit to Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken