Two roads diverged in an emerald swamp
And sorry we could not travel both
And being two travelers, long we stood in our air-conditioned Honda
And looked down one as far as we could
To where it bent and dipped in the mangroves
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps a salty air,
(Or because it was raining and we might have seen a bear)
Though as for that the passing to Alabama Jack’s lair
Had worn them really about the same
And both that morning equally green
In palmetto leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, we kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how Waze leads on to more Waze,
I doubted if we should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere by the Circle K:
Two roads diverged in a green Key Largo wood, and we –
we took the one less traveled by,
And that cost us an additional $1.
- Manuel Eduardo Frost