Animals that were once busy
Beginning to retreat, a
Caressing breeze sings through the trees
Developing a new curiosity as
Evening grows near.
Ferns of all shapes and sizes
Grow within the reaches of the
Heat of the summer sun
Impending color beginning to spread, as you now
Just realize you are witnessing the beauty of a Sunset Forest.
(first letter of each line: A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J.)
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