A poem, written by llama3:8b running on Ollama on my machine.
I gave got access to an app called NotesOllama, which enables integration of Local LLMs with Notes, on the Mac.
And I gave it this prompt: “Compose a poem about interns not wanting to pay for the mentoring they receive”
The output, though slightly different in spirit, touched my heart, so I thought I should share it with all of you. Here it goes:
Unwilling hands that hold the pen, Receive guidance, but refuse to give then. Mentorship’s gift, so freely given, Yet interns expect it, without being driven.
Their minds sharpened by the wisdom shared, Their skills refined, their futures repaired. But when the time comes to return the favor, They turn away, with no regard for savor.
The mentor’s investment, a seed so fine, Planted in hope of a fruitful vine. But interns neglect to water it well, And let the guidance wither and fall.
A cycle of giving and receiving true, Breaks when one side refuses to renew. So here’s a lesson, for all to see, That mentors’ time has value, just like you.
