Sits she in her rocking chair-
Rocking: back and fro.
Smiling with her pins and thread-
For knitting, Love does know,
But he does slouch upon a porch
Spitting out chewed seeds:
Bleeding from his ragged heart.
Love's what Sadness needs.
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I would like to translate this poem
Kyle... BrillTENse....... also in my FAVs.............. I'm rocking.. knitting... and about to dropp the pearl....