Doorway To Who Knows Where --
Featuring Julie Eger
My mother in law had problems with webs too, even though she weaved quite a few and left them behind so I could get tangled up in them. Thought provoking, Jukota!
this must be challenging, but you made me chuckle!
Hmm, I don't think I have had this disagreement (yet). :) Nicely done.
Yes oh yes oh yes oh yes oh yes..... You nailed it.
Does anyone agree with moi? Or is it just Mrs. Jim. She didn't like her mother's and thinks mine really should shape up a bit.MIL's are hard to arue with. That is the hard part. I love your treatment of the prompt!..
it must be webs of spiders....am quite curious, too!could you share it with me?
Nice one...plenty left unsaid!
How clever this is! Tangled webs, indeed...
hahaha! i cant agree more.
This made me smile, my mil has a rather lack definition of clean, bless her!
This is a delight, no matter what direction the interpretation. Thank you for it.
That was good- makes me wonder and want more!
You hit the spot. We all have been round and round the closet. "Oh what tangled webs we weave"Great poem.love, Melanie
what stays and what goes - intricate negotiationsgreat post!
Says so much by saying less. What you could do to spider webs, don't you wish you could do to m-i-l, too? Just kidding! This made my smile.Regards, Julie.
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Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment! Jukota