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.