This cache is second is a string of 3 for this general location.
In a wood they call the Rouge Bouquet,
There is a new-made grave today,
Built by never a spade nor pick,
Yet covered with earth ten meteres thick.
There lie many fighting men.
Dead in their youthful prime
Never to laugh nor love again
Nor taste the Summertime.
- "Rouge Bouquet" (1918) -- Joyce Kilmer
This nice poem probably won't help you find GZ. It's just a splendid little poem to help put you in the proper frame of mind while you're near GZ. Remember the fallen, so that they may live again, if but a brief while - in our minds.
Look up.
Look down.
Look to your left.
Look to your right.
What do you see? Well, if it looks like an evergreen tree then you're eyeballing GZ.