In Eden


Eden is where he lived

Just before he made me

He did a thorough work

Beheld me and said good

Then let him wake to see

That’ll he’ll never be alone

Bone of his bones, first words he said 

He didn’t need to be told

For by looking at me, He knew

That I am a full part of his whole.

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