But Left Each of Us....

Great-Grandfather of Eleven

(Brigid Irene, Caitlin Rose, Erin Kay, Michael Patrick IV,
Abbigail Kathleen, Marissa Nichole, Brendon Eugene, Dominic Joseph,
Rosalia Grace, Sophia, Emma )



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, just as fair, 

And having perhaps the better clain, 

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 egually 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. 

-Robert Frost-