Task: Poem Generation
Input (English): The Secret Heart
Output (English): across the year he could recall his father one way best of all in the still hour of night the boy awakend to a light half in dream he saw his sire with his great hand full of fire the man have strike a match to see if his son sleep peacefully he hold his hand each side the spark his love have kindle in the dark his two hand be curve apart in a semblance of a heart he wore it seem to his small son a bare heart over his hidden one a heart that give out such a glow no son awake could bare to know it show a look apon his face too tender for the day to trace one instant it light about and then the secret heart go out