Mildred’s Onion Rolls

A colleague once gave me, on paper,

A recipe written by hand

For Passover rolls

And one of her goals

Was for choices I’d make to expand.

Though they can’t substitute for a bagel

Or some sourdough or seeded rye,

For the holiday week

When some bread I might seek,

They’re a stand-in on which I rely.

When I make them, I’m thinking of Mildred,

Though I’m certain that she is long gone,

But when I form the dough

Into roll shapes, I know

That her spirit I’m carrying on.