I made ChatGPT make a modern version of the poem The Arrow and the Song by Hery Wadsworth Longfellow, and below is the output:
What We Leave Behind (Poem)
I struck a match against the night,
Then left before the morning light.
I never saw which hearts grew warm,
Or which were scarred by sparks’ first form.I cast a stone into the tide;
The ripples wandered far and wide.
Some reached a shore to shape the sand;
Some stole a castle, grain by grain.The years returned what I had thrown—
Not every seed was kindness sown.
For every gift our hands impart,
May build—or break—another heart.
