The Road Taken

Two roads diverged in a verdant wood
And I being one traveler took the level one.
Yet, upon the willow’s grove, where the oak and elm
Had stood, I turned my way back
And instead took the path with the sharp hill.
Before the open girth of the path,
A yellow caution sign had been placed.
And I, knowing the easier path would lead to bad health
Took the more difficult path.
I sturdily marched up the grade
And felt my body strengthening.
And then it dawned on me when I crested that glorious hill
That sometimes it is safer to take the more difficult road.