History Poem By Jennifer Michael Hecht

History Poem By Jennifer Michael Hecht

Even Eve, the only soul in all of time
to never have to wait for love,
must have leaned some sleepless nights,
alone against the garden wall
and wailed, cold, stupefied, and wild
and wished to trade-in all of Eden
to have but been a child.
In fact, I gather that is why she leapt and fell from grace,
that she might have a story of herself to tell
in some other place.

Happy Wednesday Wish…

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