In the Argonne Forest

 In the Argonne Forest

the soldiers watch and wait

while the cold wind blows and

still it snows,

and Spring

is coming late.......

In the Argonne Forest,

men try to still their fear

while the enemy tramps

over frozen ground,

their boots making a crunchy sound

til their faces become

clear.

Deep in wartime France,

in the forest called Argonne,

grandfather fought in trenches, 

and when they could

no longer fight

they simply carried on....

Deep in the Argonne Forest

the soldiers watch and wait

while the cold wind blows and

still it snows,

and Spring

is coming late.......

©Christina 3-04

In Memory of my maternal grandfather,

Henry Albert Moore,

who served in WWI, in France, and the Meuse-Argonne Battles.