Returning to That “Yellow Wood” — A Poem of Regret, Rebirth, and The Road Not Traveled
Two noble roads in a forest split
A place I’d been many ages ago
Now looking changed from where I sit
Their paths in glowing sunlight lit
Lightly covered in the fallen snow
The first stretched out straight and long
Before bending behind a gro…
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