O, my beloved, cherished wife —
a helpmate made for me,
was created by the LORD
with grace and purity.
It's from my side the good LORD took
a rib cut from my bone,
and from that rib, He made my wife
so I'd not be alone.
'Twas then the Father said to us
"Don't eat forbidden fruit."
But, Eve, my wife, had disobeyed —
a grave sin — not minute.
She listened to an evil snake —
the devil in disguise,
who told her she could eat the fruit —
the one that'd make her wise.
It's then Eve chose to eat the fruit
from the forbidden tree
and offered it to me as well —
we ate and both could see.
Yes...
Our eyes were opened — we could see
and suddenly felt shame.
We hid from God among the trees
as He called out my name.
The LORD gave us a punishment
for all our future days.
He banished us and sent us out
and told us, "Stay away."
The Garden where we both had lived
no longer was our home.
The good LORD cast us both away,
now, we were on our own.
This poem was a finalist in the
June 2025 poetry contest