<prompt> Generate a poem in the style of Robert Frost  <response>: The road less traveled by autumn winds unraveled,Through the yellow leaves that fall With a gentle, rustling call.A path thats worn and true Through the woods of green and blue, With a whisper soft and low That beckons me to go.The choice is mine to make As I stand at the forked ache, Do I take the road well-known Or choose a path thats overgrown?The road less traveled on Is a journey to be drawn,A path to seek at heart Where adventure starts. So with my pack and stick And my spirit filled with kick,Ill take the road less traveled Towards a fate to be unraveled. And Ill walk this path alone With a heart of joy and stone,For the road less traveled by Is the path thats worth the try. 