slightly modified from the orginal with thanks to Robert Frost.
Two roads diverged in a Californian wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
With just one vote, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having I believe the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference
for all fellow walkers on the road less traveled.
it does make a difference.