I Was Sitting in the Kitchen

I was sitting in the kitchen
Scraping the floor we'd torn up
Thinking of Grandma and wishing
To say goodbye, with love

Quietly, I felt her presence
She had come to me!
Freed from her frail existence
Briefly visiting

She saw what I was doing
Someone was escorting her
He was teaching her the gospel
Perhaps... my great Grandfather

Whom I had baptized proper...