We Will Extinguish... Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

she came
loaded, laughing.
baskets full
are red blush of apples
so like as she.

around it is gold, red, bronze
and remains of green,
confused, mixt,
with the yellow colour,

they are still shimmering,
in less and less favourable.
of rays sunshine.

a grey smoke is trailing all over fields.
we will bake potatoes,
we will sprinkle with salt.
we will sing old, familiar songs

and... we will extinguish all bonfires out,

in harmony

with fire regulations!