In the beginning of time
A perfect garden was created
With beauty untold
Where sin was not a thing
To be found
In that sinless world
Man and animals harmonized
With nature in a song of perpetual
Purity and joy, as God walked
Among them in the breeze of time
Planted by the hands of God
The Garden of Eden
Blossomed with trees, flowers
Birds and butterflies, too
While a river kept it green
It was a home for Adam
To work it and care for
With a command
You must not eat certain fruit
Or you will certainly die!
Who else had heard it
If not the cunning serpent
With ideas not so good
To confuse and misguide
The mind of man?