TU BISHVAT

And though my brain is filled each day

With thoughts of good nutrition

It seems my daily diet

Leads to nothing but contrition

For though the trees bear fruits and nuts

Cornucopias of color

The chocolate always beckons

With a strong force like no other

I fill my plate with salad

Round it out with a small apple

Then push them aside and reach instead

For a doughnut and a Snapple

But on this day I stay on track

My table’s quite a sight

Fruits and nuts are on display

As the sole gastric delights

The seven species share the stage

With guavas, mangoes, and coconuts

And chewy, dark brown carob pods

Vie with pecans and hazelnuts

And when the bountiful feast concludes

I’m filled with gratitude

That chocolate may be tempting

But there’s nothing like nature’s own food