by Richard L. Provencher
1/23/2009 / Family
To Melanie
A little finger reaches out
its life-force
gentle to the touch
try me on for size,
I'm little & like
being loved.
You are the parents I long for
I am the child of
your dreams.
And in the hills beyond, dark
clouds
quietly recess into the
far corners
of the world
a new call crosses with the wind
a bugle sounds
the arrival
of a kind smile upon the face of
many
summers to come.
Richard L. Provencher 1986
first published 1986 Green Valley Publishing
The North American Poetry Review
Albia, IA, USA
All messages for Richard or Esther can be sent directly to: richardprov2@gmail.com. They enjoy reading comments on their work. Readers are welcome to visit their website at: www.wsprog.com/rp/. Free downloads also available. They live in Truro, Nova Scotia. Canada. Blessings for your loved ones
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