                              41F WE DIE~~~
                         by ETHEL RosENBE~G


                       You shall know, sons, shall know
   ~
      ..~- f~.~
                       why we leave Mze song unsung,

                       the book ~~nread, the ~vork ~indone
                       to rest beneath- the sod.


       ~ Th?fr~ A Jo urn 710 771 ore, 777)' 50715, 710 771 ore
                               th(' lie and mt'a,~s ~.e,~e f,~ancd  >.~ ~~

                       the tea; ~~`. 5/led, the hu~t ~`e bore
                       to all shall A(' Procla~ned.


                       Ea'ih shall smiA', 771' 50715, shall smile
                       and green above our )~e5Iing place,

_______________                     the killing end, the world rejoice
                                    in brotherhood and pcace.


                       JYork and build, my sons, and build
                       a monument to love and joy,

                                    to hun~an wo~th, to faith we kept .-..>

                       for you, my sons, for yoz~





                                       Oss~~G, N. Y., JAN. 24, 1953
