Eve in The Garden

Was it not Eve who realized first the plan,

Who in that perfect isolate,

Partook before the man

For she, wiser than her eternal mate,

Committed proper sacrifice,

And did trust what must be ate.

Our first mother saw beyond that place,

And choose what must be done.

Like so many mother’s now do face

Their choices mimic that first one.

The world does but scoff and scorn,

What value do they bare,

These mothers who to home are sworn.

Do often suffer there.