Robert Frost One of my girl's English teacher had them study Robert Frost this year and this poem. The teacher told them that this was a poem of regret, that the speaker feels he made the wrong choice. I strongly disagree with that. I think that the speaker realizes that not taking the easy path enriched his life. I'm curious what others think about this poem. Is it about regret or gratitude?
Robert Frost is my favorite poet. This poem is a favorite as it reminds me of the times my mother and I would walk at night through snow covered streets. The quiet and stillness -and we would talk about the homes that seem so inviting.