Richard L. Provencher

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StoryFlew, a Sea Gull Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryDo Not Follow Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryDid I Hear Richard L. Prov...112 years 5 months ago
StoryDo I Have To? Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryEyes Up Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryDyke Lake Road Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryFor Teenagers Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryFor All Who Search Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryFamily Ties Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryDoes it Really Matter Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryDoes Love Grow Cold? Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryFree Downloads Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryDoggone It Ace Richard L. Prov...112 years 5 months ago
StoryFrom Day to Day Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryFrom Apartheid Africa Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryFor Selwyn Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryFather and Son Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryFrom a Boy's Heart Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryFrom Wood Islands, PEI Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryDOWNTOWN HALIFAX PUB poem Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryFOOD BANK poem Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryFOOTSTEPS IN THE DARK story Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryFRECKLE FACE story Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryEATING OUT story Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago
StoryFOSTER CAT story Richard L. Prov...012 years 5 months ago

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A Platform of Serenity

Silent as a silhouette deer nibble the grass- a succulence after rainfall assures freshness tasty and boldness in its composition. Winter is coming...

Eddie

always had knee holes in his jeans back in 1952 perhaps a forerunner to that style today lots of love in his home much caring in spite of little...

An Historical Rendezvous

Beside a gathering of clouds – a finger of escaping light disappears into the twilight leading my imagination on a magic journey- it is a time for...

Thank You For Me

When I wake up my eyes look for mommy. Then my arms throw off my blanket. It becomes an airplane flying across the room. SMACK! right against the...

Foster Cat

"I wish I could have a rest," Wish whispered. The boy’s curly hair danced in the wind. And young muscles ached from carrying moving boxes. Mom’s...

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