“Oye! Such a cook my wife is!”
gushed Adam to Eve
as she cleared the glass dishes
from their dining room table.
“… and such wonderful pie!
Fresh baked for Sabbath, yet!
So, tell me.
What did you name the fruit?”

“Apple”
she replied,
a knowing smile on her face.
“Tomorrow, while we stroll,
I’ll show you the place.
Oh!
And yes!
There’s something there
I want you should see!”

“Oh?
So tell me, already!
what something?”

“Oh…
nothing so special…
Just something,
surprising,
hanging in the branchessss!”