Six Word Fridays ~ Count

Winter held on with a vengeance.

Gripping, clawing, gnawing at our last

nerve...we grew so very impatient...

And yet, branches gave us buds

and stems pushed their way through

the cold, stubborn ground. Before we

knew it blooms were too numerous

to count. And bees were buzzing.

With each passing day there were...

magical hints of the glory to come,

sweet purples that dangled from greens,

honeyed wings to carry the gatherers,

sugary magnolias sweetening the setting sun,

dazzling, glowing colors along each street

and decorating our New England towns.

Winter's grasp loosened its hold just
as fear's claws struck, dug in
and tried to hold us down.

Oh, this season means more this
year than ever. Knock us down,
but don't count us out. There
will be buds and plenty of
blooms....because we are Boston Strong.

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and eager to link up to
Nurture Photography's
finale week!