Autumn (Rondeau)
Raging winds and dancing
leaves
tousle the branches of all the trees.
The hedgehog
searches for another last worm,
a lonely deer shivers in the
autumns storm,
and even the last bird flees.
Sleeping are
all the tiny bees
on the river a first ice flow does freeze.
In
a cobweb a little spider is born
Autumn is the time of
premonition.
The days are caressed by a last warm breeze.
before the winter sun at horizon thrieves.
The hamster hoards
a lately found corn,
a hunter blows after shooting the horn.
Autumn is the time of premonition.

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