the missing link

a james taylor record on a sunday morning, hot coffee, children in the sun...i miss my family, my parents. i want them near to enjoy the simple joys of life, to see my kids running around in footed pajamas, spinning dance circles around the living room "winter spring summer or fall, you've got a friend." oh strange world we live in, separated by the option of living apart. in the old days (and in many countries present-day), generations of families lived together for better and worse. the idea of each family member building their own independent worlds was unthinkable. oh abundant universe, hear my prayer -- bring my family near.