Fox Forest
With hair of fiery red, she rides,
Through autumn’s forest, where magic hides.
On her bicycle, she pedals fast,
Into a world where dreams are cast.
The trees, ablaze in orange hue,
Like giant foxes, they come into view.
Their canopies, a fox’s crown,
In this enchanted forest, she feels renown.
Leaves whisper secrets, the wind does sing,
In the Fox Forest, where wonders spring.
She smiles, her heart light and free,
In this magical place, she longs to be.
