"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...