Morels have never called to me,
I’ve never tried to find one.
And yet in spite of all of this
Morels came to my kitchen.
They have unsightly wrinkled heads
(They think the same of me).
I did not want to eat those things
(I s’pose you disagree).
We ate them with some scrambled eggs,
Asparagus and bacon.
Disguised like that they went down well
And did not feel forsaken.
Don’t judge me for my morel failings –
I’ll keep an open mind.
Sautéed in butter, those wrinkled heads
Might strike me as sublime!
I’ll sauté this post in butter in the morning.
Lynniebeemuseoday 