Evolving

I’ve lost my taste for certain foods
That once I used to crave
And others I resist for health,
Unless I start to cave.

The sweetest treats from youth
Today would fill me with distaste,
So candy corn and cotton candy
Both have been displaced.

A PBJ on Wonder Bread
Right now holds no appeal
And neither does cold cereal,
A once-loved breakfast meal.

No longer do I fill my plate
With lobster, veal or lamb
Though I’m not vegetarian
(In case you think I am).

I guess it’s only natural
That tastes should thus evolve,
But why it happens is a puzzle
We will never solve.