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.

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I chose this specific text, as I love reading poems and this one by Frost is an extremely well-known and like-able writing that any person can easily see the rhythm in. This poem is moving and the rhyming and rhythm of its words go really nicely with the arch of the story and truly aids in creating a better storyline with the very carefully chosen vernacular and intonation of the writing on the page.