What About The Other Road?
by
Jack Francis
One could do worse than be a weaver of words
Words that break and make the rules
A life sentence in every stanza
A world of difference in a single poemFor
Had the road less traveled not been taken
The desert places all forsaken
The mending wall not mending way
The ocean lacking his special sprayOr
The small design so big not drawn
Fire and ice undesired at dawn
Nature's first, green, not gold
Birches left unswung, unboldThen
The other road to a poorer world untold
Robert Frost unsung