The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow roof,
And sorry u could not travel both
And be one traveler, long as 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 the passing there
Had worn them really about the same
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no steps has trodden black.
Oh, i kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubt 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 took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Open the thumbnail and read the poem.. what are the two different images presented in the poem?