Robert Frost Poem by James McLain

Sometimes I think that he never took the
Road not taken.
Sometimes I think that because he lived longer
Than we will that he took them both.

Now being dead he saw both worlds one of the
Horse drawn buggy and of late model cars.
Seeing a man from America land on the moon
He was I'm sure quite surprised.

His life lived of many forks unpaved roads
Miniskirts woman burning their bras useless
Wars that early then living weren't lost.

Robert Frost in the living now not forgotten
In death time unveiled whom traveled the road that
No one knew and the difference it made to the lost.