Son, The Highest Cloud Is... (A Poem)

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Son, The Highest Cloud Is The Floor Of Heaven
Are you sure that's where it is, Dad?
Do you think one cloud can hold us all up?
Support  us,  I  mean?
I mean if we put ten people in our tree house
Dad, you know they're gonna fall
Right  through  the  bottom
To  the  ground.

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Footnotes
SON, THE HIGHEST CLOUD IS THE FLOOR OF HEAVEN is the copyrighted property
of the Lewis Carroll School of Logic.

Mr. & Mrs. CarPeo dedicate this poem to Brooklyn-born Peter Iacangelo. 
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