Sunday, November 9, 2008


"Ain't No Mountain High Enough" plays on the Muzak.
            All are gathered 'round table of family.

He Smiles to Daddy's play;
Bouncing up and down - giddy up, horsey!

Only to break free and run;
Mother in chase.

Then caught up in her arms and brought back to table.
            Ready to run again like some kind of cycle.

A game, really;
            Day, night, day.

For they, too, will repeat.
            Life goes on and we grow.
Like Noah after the flood.
            God's promise to us all...

K.J.K. 11-09-08


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