Crowd my kitchen

You could see her white hair a mile a way that's how good it was. You would smell her cooking half a mile away. If you could even see her you would feel her love. She smiles God to you, she speaks like a wise men. Old so old she taught so many of her life lessons.  Now shes gone long gone and now you won't meet her here. She's up there up were they need her more. Reunited with her love lost years ago. So many things I'm missing.. She knew comfort, love, Hope.  Come Crowd my kitchen, crowd my kitchen...

but all of you would not fit in it.