...and that has made all the difference.

My friend Sid and I decided to each memorize a poem and share it on our first Sunday of the month run.  Actually we walk more than we run but Sid is 85, almost 86 and I am still inspired that he even gets up at 6AM and meets me for a 3.5 mile walk.  How many 85 almost 86 year olds can do that?

Anyway, last week was the first Sunday in February and I forgot to memorize a poem.  This week I remembered but found that it was much easier to memorize one when I was in grade school than it is now.  Next time I will have to start earlier.  This time I will have to bring a cheat sheet and read the parts that I forget.

I have always liked Robert Frost.  So I chose this rather well known poem to at least try to memorize:

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 equally 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.