national poetry day

Today, October 4 is apparently national poetry day. I think there is a day for everything and anything. 

This is one of the poems that quickly came to mind... Robert Frost's "The Road Not Taken". And even though it is probably over used, I still like the imagery and the fact that Mr Keating referred to it in "Dead Poets Society" is a bonus.

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.