A joke in which homophonic words are mixed wrong.

My father's sickle once sighed gently under my mother's hand.

Years later, the sickle of the most pious father,

I look forward to it in my soul,

Just to continue a relationship.

Father's sickle began to grow huge,

It's beyond my expectation. Mine, as always, was abandoned by you in the corner of time, leaving me to find it myself one day.