The road not taken
(Robert Frost)
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I can 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 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 has made all the difference.

(Source:Highlights of American Literature IV
Pages 40-41/Washington DC - 1971)

Você cresce...

Quando aceita o que deixa para trás,

Construindo o que tem pela frente e planejando

O que está por vir.

Cresce quando supera, se valoriza e

Sabe dar frutos.

Cresce quando abre caminhos,

assimila experiências...

E semeia raízes...

Cresce quando se impõe metas,

Sem se importar com comentários

Nem julgamentos.

Quando dá exemplos,

Sem se importar com o desdém,

Quando você cumpre com seu trabalho!

(Suzana Carizza)