Through this poem, the poet Robert Frost tells how the course of his life was decided when he came to two roads that diverged in a yellow wood.
As a matter of fact, in life there are masses of choices. See, everyday we have to make small or big choices, such as what to eat for breakfast, when to study, and when to play. Bur for some important options that can determine our life-long path, we need to be more than cautious, thinking twice before we leap. Sometimes, we can predict possible results of two roads respectively and then pick one up wisely. But in most cases, we have to take risk choosing and pursuing what we've been longing for. Any vital decision can make a difference. Thus, often we feel it hard to walk forward, wasting time worrying about which road we should take on.
How we wished that what we chose was the downright suitable way. As for the author, he "took the one less traveled by", yet he "shall be telling with a sigh". This "sigh", however, echoed a sence of sadness, anxiety, and even insincerity. And from the title "The Road Not Taken", we can easily feel that he, maybe with a bit of regert, desired for the other road.
Life goes but only once. We can't turn the clock back. So, we have to take every step carefully and dream what we dream, go where we want to go.