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Where's Nancy

Perhaps I was too weary, perhaps I slept too long, Now I must find my Army, but every turn seems wrong. "Where's Nancy?" My head is hurting, my feet are sore, and I really don't feel well. All I want is to find that river, the one they call Moselle. ~ but~ "Where's Nancy?:" I don't know why they left me. I know where they must be. They're fighting Germans far to the north in a town they call Nancy. "Where's Nancy?" I finally find the river. I hear the bombs loud noise. Sacre' Bleu. I see my team. I can join the Army boys. ~And best of all~ "Here's Nancy". *Nancy is a town in France. American forces had a skirmish there during WW2.

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Tonye George

Date: 7/16/2024 10:38:00 PM

Nice structure. Loved the flow. I didn't know Nancy was a real thing, good to know. Lovetone Hilda.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 7/16/2024 11:18:00 PM

Thank you, Tonye. Nancy is a real town in France.

Evelyn Judy Buehler

Date: 7/13/2024 10:44:00 PM

Your poem is well written and it also is informative, Hilda. I enjoyed the rhyme and flow. My very best wishes, Evelyn

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 9/21/2024 11:54:00 AM

Thank you for the compliment. History always interests me.

Edward Wraith

Date: 7/9/2024 9:06:00 AM

Such a fun and interesting read Hilda!!! And a History lesson too!!! Thank you for sharing my dear.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 7/9/2024 2:07:00 PM

Thank you. I enjoy history now that it isn't ruined by education.

Jerry Brotherton

Date: 7/7/2024 4:42:00 AM

When I was stationed in Germany while in the Army, we once rode bicycles from Ettlingon to Nancy.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 7/7/2024 7:18:00 AM

It sounds exciting. Thank you for verification and comment.

Panagiota Romios

Date: 7/6/2024 9:32:00 PM

Cool and clere Pangie

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 7/6/2024 9:46:00 PM

Thank you. It's a little story woven into history.

Zyrool Gifford

Date: 7/6/2024 8:50:00 PM

Hi Hilda, this truly is so sad. It seems we still haven’t learnt that Peace is better. My heart grieves with So my lost lives. Sending Blessings your way, my friend.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 7/6/2024 9:46:00 PM

It was during World War 2. It is sad when people die.

Ink Empress

Date: 7/6/2024 11:11:00 AM

Ah dear hilda, i can only imagine the pain and all the fear that so many must have fought during war even then and even now, its so sad to witness. One would only hope and wish in this decade and century people would support and advocate for peace but politicians have their own agendas and so many innocent souls are caught in that. Suffering and dying, i am glad you mentioned what nancy means, i wouldnt have known. Thank you for sharing your thoughts, always a pleasure reading you dear hilda

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 7/6/2024 12:13:00 PM

Thank you for your comment. Some wars are triggered by the economy, other wars are age old and spanning hundreds and thousand of years. I sometimes wonder if intermarriages would help dilute the distance. But we can't legislate it.

Joe Dimino

Date: 7/6/2024 8:16:00 AM

Wow! Well done. Captured, thank God by your writing only, from the first intriguing word. With the pain and suffering, believe it or not, my father had many funny stories about war 2. One looses his mind, but never his sense of humor -- crazy as it sounds, humor was needed if to survive. Not enough space to get into detail. Jeep driver, loved his jeep. $5 you can't make to the top of that mountain. 4 fools sneak our of camp in the middle of night. Almost but could not reach the top. Next morning, back in camp. All hell rained down from that mountain. There must have been hundreds of guns pointed at those clowning fools.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 7/6/2024 9:38:00 AM

It would have hurt my ego. I guess the enemy was choosing its time. Thank you for your story. I like war poems, one being 'the Charge of the Light Brigade'.

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 7/6/2024 1:04:00 AM

Great reminiscences of the fight that took place such a long time ago. Loved how you repeated that important line.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 7/6/2024 1:44:00 AM

Thank you. The battle was real, the lost soldier was fiction. I don't think they would wait for someone who had over slept however.

Arthur Vaso

Date: 7/5/2024 11:54:00 PM

I have been and love traveling all over France, is sad that today we support a genocide instead of fight against it. Beautiful poem.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 7/6/2024 1:40:00 AM

Thank you for reading this poem.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 7/5/2024 3:58:00 PM

Nice memory there, Hilda. Seems so few have any feel for WW2 now. Far more horrible than any war that's happened since. Far more! ~ Gershon

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 7/5/2024 5:23:00 PM

Thanks for reading this poem. It was in my archive.