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Snowstorm from the Stairwell

Posted on December 16, 2019December 16, 2019 by mothertherealist

Gently, gently
Falling down;
No, not snow!
Upon the ground.

Not so gently,
Being thrown:
All the undies
My boys own…

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Photo credit: Andy Fitzsimon

©2019 Chelsea Owens

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8 thoughts on “Snowstorm from the Stairwell”

Heather Dawn says:

December 16, 2019 at 10:50 am

Lol. I know the pain.

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1. mothertherealist says:
  
  December 17, 2019 at 8:26 am
  
  😀 If only they’d show such enthusiasm for ‘shoveling’ it later…
  
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RuthScribbles says:

December 16, 2019 at 11:46 am

😳🤣

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1. mothertherealist says:
  
  December 17, 2019 at 8:26 am
  
  🙂
  
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Lisa R. Howeler says:

December 16, 2019 at 9:02 pm

Haha! Hilarious.

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1. mothertherealist says:
  
  December 17, 2019 at 8:26 am
  
  Thanks. 🙂
  
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Laundryheap says:

December 17, 2019 at 10:35 am

Very funny! Thanks for sharing

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1. mothertherealist says:
  
  January 3, 2020 at 10:27 am
  
  Thanks for reading!
  
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