"Where Is Love / Try To Remember" | Mothers and Sons in the Yurt

"Broadway in the Yurt #4" - Confined to a 20-foot yurt with his husband, Tom, during the Covid pandemic, David Mielke found something wistful in a box of his mother's possessions that had been gathered when she went into a care home for advanced dementia. "Where Is Love / Try To Remember" is the result of his sadness at not being able to visit her on Mother's Day because of travel restrictions and the no visitors rule implemented to protect the elderly. Here's a nod to the "Broadway in the Yurt" videos in this piece on Modern Love in the New York Times: https://www.nytimes.com/2020/06/12/st... "Where Is Love," from "Oliver!" by Lionel Bart, and "Try To Remember," from "The Fantasticks," music by Harvey Schmidt, lyrics by Tom Jones. Additional lyrics by David Mielke, arrangement by Thomas Hitoshi Pruiksma. Where Is Love / Try To Remember Lyrics: Where is love? Does it fall from skies above? Is it underneath the willow tree that I've been dreaming of? Do we ever grow beyond the need to deeply know our mothers will be there with warmth, with care, when cold adult winds blow? Where is she who lives now in my memory? Where did they all go, those sweet hellos, she meant for only me? Try to remember the kind of September when life was slow and oh so mellow. Try to remember the kind of September when grass was green and grain was yellow. Try to remember the kind of September when you were a tender and callow fellow. Try to remember and if you remember then follow. Try to remember when life was so tender that no one wept except the willow. Try to remember when life was so tender that dreams were kept beside your pillow. Try to remember when life was so tender that love was an ember about to billow. Try to remember and if you remember then follow. Deep in December it's nice to remember although you know the snow will follow. Deep in December it's nice to remember without a hurt the heart is hollow. Deep in December it's nice to remember the fire of September that made us mellow. Deep in December our hearts should remember and follow. Who can say where she may hide? Must I travel far and wide? Til I am beside the someone who I was blessed to be born to. Where, where is love? #BroadwayInTheYurt