The Tree at Kidder Creek

The tree that stands at Kidder Creek Reminds us of our friend Who was called away from us, Her life on earth to end. This tree so brightens all our sight When thereupon we gaze, It lets us know that we still live Until our last of days. A blossom here, a blossom there, but quickly flowers fall; Our friend here we remember Was a flower that touched us all. We gather here ‘neath Laura’s tree, The friend who left us so Was a beacon for all to see, A tree that will always grow.