The Long Walk

–About Life, Love, And Living

The road is hard, cracked and dusty from the merciless sun beating down for days without rain.  The dust forms a cloud around me as I walk, making it hard to breathe.  There are no clouds in the sky, just an ominous wall of darkness in the distance.  Yet, I will walk on more afraid of going back than of the approaching night.

I reach down taking the dirt in my hand and watching it crumble into red dust.  The thirst is unforgiving, and my sockless shoes have worn blisters on my feet.  Yet, I walk on until I am no longer afraid.  I will walk through the night bold and fearless until I see a light in the distance.

The old truck sits beside the dirt road, a turn signal still blinking and the door swung open.  I left him there his face pale and his breathing shallow.  His old dog sat beside him licking his face and refusing to leave him there alone.

I will walk on until I see cotton fields and a front porch light left on for travelers.  I will walk past this dusty dirt road, walk past the coming darkness, and I will find someone to help me bring my Granddaddy home.  We will ride again in his old black truck with the window rolled down and his old dog on the seat between us.  This is what I can do so I will take the long walk and hope that angels comfort him until my return.


Larry Tyler
Larry Tyler
Awaken the possibilities … then unleash them. After 55 years of successful retail management, I have returned to my passion of writing. I write Poetry, Storytelling, and Short Stories. As a child, I grew up on front porch storytelling. I would sit and listen to my Dad and his brothers tell these great stories that were captivating, and I always wanted to hear more. I wanted to experience the things they talked about. I started writing at a young age and reading everything I could get my hands on. At twelve years old I started a storytelling group and several of my friends became writers or poets. At 16 I hopped box cars and worked the tobacco fields, orange groves, picked cotton, and spent many nights around a campfire listing to life stories. Someone once asked me why I wrote. It consumes an amazing amount of time and I assure you it is not going to make me rich. I write so that my children can touch and feel my words telling of the ones that came before us and the stories they told me. These are the chronicles of our family and even though they come from my childhood memories and are deeply rooted in a child’s remembrance at least they may feel what it was like in the time before them and cherish the things the elders left behind. I am a Columnist & Featured Contributor, BIZCATALYST360 and I have The Writers Café, a group on LinkedIn that features Poets, Writers, Artists, Photographers, and Musicians . On Facebook I have two groups and one page; Dirt Road Storytelling, From Abandoned To Rescue Dogs And Cats, and About Life, Love And Living. As writers, it is true that we honestly do not know what we hold within us until we unleash it. When our words inspire others only then will inspiration return to the writer. I will spend my twilight years in search of the next story, the next poem, and the next image. I will take the time to enjoy my Wife, our Dogs, and Cats, and our amazing new home and I will always find the time to walk down a dirt road I truly hope is that I never have to read another book on Leadership, be on a conference call or see another plan o gram as these were the tool for what I did in life and not about who I am.

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