Richard L. Provencher

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StoryHis Eyes Richard L. Prov...44 years 10 months ago
StoryHe Knew Richard L. Prov...74 years 10 months ago
StoryTall Walking Richard L. Prov...44 years 10 months ago
StoryOn the Grid Richard L. Prov...44 years 10 months ago
StoryMan Walking Richard L. Prov...44 years 10 months ago
StorySeasons Richard L. Prov...54 years 10 months ago
StoryOh Sweet Lullaby Richard L. Prov...54 years 10 months ago
StoryWe Grow Richard L. Prov...34 years 10 months ago
Story3 Blue Jays Richard L. Prov...34 years 10 months ago
StoryI Can Richard L. Prov...14 years 10 months ago
StoryDomain Richard L. Prov...34 years 11 months ago
StoryTrees on the Arapuni Road Philip Sidney264 years 11 months ago
StoryCars Richard L. Prov...34 years 11 months ago
StorySometime Glory Richard L. Prov...14 years 11 months ago
StoryDeep Richard L. Prov...34 years 11 months ago
StoryFor Jesus Richard L. Prov...14 years 11 months ago
StoryImpressions Richard L. Prov...34 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Strength I Feel Richard L. Prov...84 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Last Footprint Richard L. Prov...64 years 11 months ago
StoryBirds of Joy Richard L. Prov...44 years 11 months ago
StoryIf Only Richard L. Prov...34 years 11 months ago
CollectionStreet Level Poetry Richard L. Prov...04 years 11 months ago
StoryI Can See Richard L. Prov...14 years 11 months ago
StoryAt Peace Richard L. Prov...14 years 11 months ago
StoryA New Dawn Richard L. Prov...24 years 11 months ago

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My stories

Father to Son

Standing by a spruce in the shadow at meadow’s edge during evening’s descent: “Squeeze my hand son and grip the beauty of a setting sun with your...
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Without Conditions

I should have known dad was into the sauce again as he arrived for supper too late & he had harsh words for anyone near his tongue but I waited...

Ripples of Stream

is more than diamond glitter which creates a glint of romance (as between two lovers who feel a connection) the kind of gleam that attracts romance...

Hurrah to the Waves

Waves undulating concealing sand dunes melting before water charging & determined towards the beach sandy bottoms covered by ebb’s movement once...

I

want to be first to tell mama- I love her & give a big hug the squishy kind then climb into her lap & give a kid-kiss on her cheek.

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