The New Me

Slabs of chocolate, cakes of cheese,
Pray, what is one to do with these?
For moments, yes, they seek to please,
Are then the cause of much unease.

Instead of sauces sweet and sour,
In foods that I would once devour,
- as long as things are in my power -
I'd rather eat my cauliflower.

Or broccoli florets so green
(for greener greens are seldom seen)
Or sandwiches with bread and bean,
And celery sticks stuck in-between.

Potatoes slowly lose appeal,
And slowly better tastes reveal -
Making sure the insides feel
Warm and loved with every meal.