Yes, indeed, I have a favorite poem and it doesn't start with "Roses Are Red." In fact it is really the only poem I have ever really loved and yet, whenever I read it, I feel like I am reading it for the first time. I remember studying it in high school in my 12 grade English class. I remember it being read during my commencement from college. It always applies to my life and inspires me.
You may have heard of it and if you have, you may enjoy reading it again. If you have never heard of it, you may grow to love it like I have.
Here it my favorite poem by my favorite poet:
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, 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 perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. - Robert Frost