I am new to this blogging business, but hope to give it credence. Bear with my growing pains as we journey through this together, my friends.
I do not like to write much about myself that identifies me personally as I do not fully trust electronic websites to provide security from detection. None can be too careful, eh?
That said, I will be posting odd bits and pieces as they come to me. Poetry, mostly. Hopefully no rantings or ravings.
I hope our journey together is a blissful one, and that I become acquainted with others through this venture!
As our good friend Mr. Frost once said:
|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;||5|
|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,||10|
|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.||15|
|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.|