Further Than Up

Once, on holiday when we were really little, my mom and brother, Joel, were throwing a ball to each other.  My mom threw the ball high into the air and Joel looked up and said, ‘further than up’.  This afternoon when I glanced at the sky I was ameezed to see that the clouds looked like little, cotton wool chunks of light.  And all I could think was ‘further than up’.

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Comments

  1. MoVan says:

    They look solid enough to walk on! Most certainly further than up! :-)

  2. CousinRobyn says:

    I like this story.

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