Kurt Cobain loved mushrooms,
In his garden, they would grow.
He found peace in their presence,
A calmness that would glow.
He wrote songs of his love for them,
And how they helped him see.
The beauty of the world around,
In a different light, you see.
The mushrooms were his escape,
From the chaos of his fame.
A solace in his troubled mind,
And a source of endless flame.
His spirit lives on through his music,
And the love he had for life.
But we remember his love of mushrooms,
And the peace they brought in strife.