Her Tree

Though her spirit has crossed Her memories will never be lost Through the rain, wind, and snow Her tree is the one thing that will never go. As we admire her tree The memories are set free. Memories of knowledge and fun How her love was eternal like the sun. Her tree still remains in place In it we can still see her face. She really did know it all From when the snow would melt, to the first signs of fall. Her tree still stands tall And makes the world seem a little less small From her endless stories to her little blue sweater, Never did she seem under the weather. Although she is gone We can still hear the song The song coming from the tree From the birds flying free. Her spirit still remains As our love it claims Together you and me Can remember her, by her tree.