The Long Road Home

Apr 25, 2017

Read by Sara Hickman

As I walk

I can feel the sun in my back,

Its flaming tendrils embracing me.

The road ahead is shimmering orange

And the road behind is burning bleak.

I can feel nothing but the heat

On my back; too afraid

To long for what I hope to reach.

I have traveled far,

But now I am going home

To the peace and quiet I once knew.

I see mountains and peaks in a blur.

I know this trip is longer still,

To where I once belonged and loved.