Family roots

I see my father's strength in the tallest trees.
My sister calls me on the phone, her laughter fills the air.
My brother sends a message, says,
"I wish you were here." And though the miles between us stretch across the sea,
I'm never truly lonely, because they're always close to me.
Family is the roots that hold me to the ground.
When the winds of life come blowing,
They keep me safe and sound.
Through the highs and lows, through the good and bad,
They're the greatest treasure that I'll ever have.
No distance, no time,